I’m currently living two minutes from my childhood home. The place where I lived from the age of four to nineteen. The place where the foundational stiches of my very makeup were sewn into stories. Most I’ve forgotten. Until recently. I’ll be driving to work and be lampooned with memories of riding my bike down, what at the time felt like, the biggest h…
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