April 19, 2020 When I was a child, we used to live across the street from a park. There are a lot of memories that I have from that park, but one stands out in particular. It’s not the other kids and me running and playing around. It’s not the green grass, the tall trees, the basketball court, or a particular bench. No, what stands out to me, and what always will, is the scent, the smell, the aroma. And this aroma, this smell, is wrapped up in all of my memories from this time.
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