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June 19, 2016



I spent a lot of my teenage years by this river. Thinking, dreaming, walking, sitting, sometimes swimming.

But not since my parents got divorced and we moved away. For a few years, it hurt too much to go back there, and even now that it doesn’t any more, it always feels like it’s too far away. Which isn’t really true. But there’s still rarely time to go there.



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