[ WP ] `` He was never warm in his entire life . Not once . ''

He was never warm in his entire life. Not once. 
 
 Not when he moved to Florida, and sat on the sand in the summer. Not when he layered his clothes, hoping that his impersonation of a marshmallow would incur some sort of associated result. Not when he sat in a sauna in a parka. 
 
 He was never warm. 
 
 Not even when he lit a match and held his hand over it. Not even when the gas on the floor ignited. Not even, amongst the tortured screams of his co-workers, when the ceiling started to cave in from the heat. Not even when the floor gave out at the same time that the boilers exploded in the basement. 
 
 No, he was never warm in his entire life. 
 
 Maybe, he thought, 
 he'd have better luck 
 below.
