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The sun was beating down mercilessly on my back as I bent over my work, making it impossible to ignore the cloying heat. I was in rubber boots and grungy clothes, standing in a Gaspésie salt marsh in eastern Quebec to conduct my master's research. I gave up on my measurements and slowly sat down on my haunches, placing my arms in the putrid marsh up to my elbows.

The water should have felt cooling. But our phones showed the air temperature was 32 C, 43 with humidity; on par with the hottest temperature ever recorded in the region . I wiped the sweat off my forehead with my mucky palm but there was nowhere in the shadeless marsh to hide from the oppressive heat.

That day, my team had planned to spend about six hours moving heavy equipment around the salt marsh. We planned to

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