just looking at this one, i smell the chlorine of public carolina swimming pools, and that wild and lovely hunger one would feel after swimming, then being doused in the cool AC of the public library for two hours, then carried home in the army green station wagon, then treated to 'just right' mustard hot dogs and fans going top speed in the high point bedroom windows, tuning in the FM, dreaming of cakes, gifts and revenge.
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