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[ridiculousman]

When I was a little boy we lived in a house by a grocery store and for a time my window overlooked it, a flat building with a small parking lot laid out before it. It was the parking lot where I eventually learned to ride my bicycle, and with that came its own set of adventures and intricacies; but when my parents put us to bed while it was still

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[riverlights]

Aw. Am stealing this memory and adopting as my own.

[ridiculousman]

I don't think that's even possible.

[slimesymphony]

If she's talking about livejournal memories, then, OH, it is.

[johnkavelli]

I like this post.