The degree of the sun was past the normal range of any other day. It was scorching hot.
It shone on his skin as he stepped out of his apartment into the clear view of Broadway Street. It was the time of the year when thick clothing was an enemy to the body. The time when the lightest of clothes were the only pieces that were mostly worn.
At the moment, he was in one of his most appropriate light long arm gray shirt — one which didn't hug too tightly to his body as to give enough room to sweat out the liquid wastes from his body pores. Fortunately, he had taken a nice cold shower beforehand, the second bath he was having for today.
He walked up to his Hyundai model automobile, already fiddling with the key in his right hand. Once he got into it, he did the needful and drove off to a known destination. Caption Way.