This is the tipping point, right here, the middle tunnel on Kanan Road. On the east, it's sunny. See the sun? See the shadows caused by actual sunlight hitting a solid object?

On the west, meanwhile, it's not. Sunny, I mean. (I'm so sick of the endless presence of the collection of microscopic droplets made up of two hydrogens bound to an oxygen, which hovers at ground level and BLOTS OUT ALL SUN AND WARMTH, that I've gone on strike and refuse to utter the word.)

Peer into the tunnel and the light at the end? Not sunny. See that one guy who even has his headlights on? That's because he's been driving through clouds. Because it's not sunny here this summer. At all. Ever.