It was easy to do. It was easy to allow myself to slip down the slope of starstruck crush. I knew it was happening and I allowed it. Looking forward to listening to Rick Springfield’s music and gazing into his poster paper eyes for the meaning of life was a bright spot in those early [...]
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I was always looking for the quick fix. Who isn’t, I guess. Since I’d figured out that stealing stuff wasn’t going to make me cool or hip in the eyes of my peers (to be fair, I was swiping Smurf figurines and Barbie furniture as a seventh grader, instead of makeup and leg warmers), plus [...]
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I loved that we lived near a small shopping center. I could walk there. I would walk up behind the rows and rows of townhomes, about a half a mile, until I got to the fence that blocked the railroad tracks from our community. I always thought the fence was kind of a joke; maybe [...]
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