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TIL to really appreciate my neighborhood... horseshit, fireworks, and all. I went back to where iI grew up yesterday to do more than just visit my parents and felt like I walked into some type of cruel alternate universe. All the same people live there they are just 30 years older. The guy behind the counter at the 7-11 was the same guy as in 1987 when I was in high school. I felt like John Cusak in Grosse Pointe Blank. Everywhere I turned there was a new strip mall although in his case his house was a mini-mart.
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