Today is my Dad's favorite holiday. There's fire and you can blow things up. My dad was a closet pyro. Every year we had some sort of fireworks. One year when they were banned because of fire danger we lit road flares. Not the same thing really but it was fire.
We'd often go for a picinic to some random place my Dad had found on a forrest
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