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 The city of Lagos doesn't merely exist; it breathes. It exhales the low hum of generators and the melodic chaos of traffic horns, inhales the salty tang from the lagoon and the rich, earthy scent of countless meals cooking. And today, Thursday, May 15th, 2025, Lagos was breathing deeply, pulling in air thick with moisture, anticipating the day's unfolding narrative written in the sky. The weather forecast wasn't just a collection of numbers and symbols; it was the opening chapter of millions of individual stories about to be lived under its influence. Dawn arrived not with a crisp, clean break, but a gentle, hazy unveiling. The first streaks of light struggled to pierce the dense, muggy air that already clung to everything like a second skin. The temperature, even before the sun crested the horizon, was a warm embrace, a promise of the heat that would soon dominate. It was already sitting comfortably at around 26 degrees Celsius, but the true story wasn't the mercury r...

 The Green Mountain State stirred gently as the predawn light began to paint the eastern horizon on Tuesday, May 13, 2025. Not with the fiery, dramatic hues of a crisp autumn morning, nor the sharp, bright clarity of a deep winter's dawn, but with a softer, more muted palette. A veil of clouds, like a thin, brushed cotton sheet, had settled over much of Vermont during the quiet hours of the night, promising a day less about brilliant sunshine and more about subtle light and the quiet hum of spring unfolding. Across the Champlain Valley, where the land dips towards the broad expanse of the lake, the early morning air held a gentle, almost humid softness. In Burlington, nestled on the eastern shore, the temperature lingered near the forecast low of 49 degrees Fahrenheit. It wasn't a biting cold that demanded a heavy jacket, but a fresh coolness that invited a light sweater or a brisk pace for early risers. The wind, forecast to arrive from the south, was still gathering its stren...