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Submitted to Contest #43
Way, way down south, where the sun blistered skin and the whirring of cicadas was normal background noise, was a small town in Louisiana called Riverside. Like most towns, Riverside had two prominent districts: one for the rich, wealthy folk like us, and the side where not-so-good people live, or at least thatβs what my momma told me. And right smack in the middle of those areas was Riverside Park, the place where my nine-year-old self would learn a very important lesson in the summer of β63. My momma was your classic southern belle: blonde ...
I'm an amateur at this :/
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