It's not about jealousy per se, but it's full of jealous men who assume their wives and lovers will be getting it off with anyone, male or female, who comes their way, and ohh does it get tired fast. One of the men is the narrator, as unlikable a self-absorbed little git as can be imagined.

Our heat is not like your heat except when it is, and I expect the warmth will make walking easier when the temps reach the dizzying heights of 25 and 30: which is about when Toronto starts issuing heat alerts.