I'm still at my grandparents' house. It's really weird, driving around with my mom as she reminisces about sinkholes and limestone cliffs that were the source of her childhood joys. I'm now accepted as an adult by my grandparents and aunts, given the special priviledge to stay up late and smoke and drink all the while, but am still reduced to a
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ah, the days of olde..
xoxo eric
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