Unlocked front doors.
Neighbor kids. Cousins. Simon and Garfunkel. Sandals. Innocence.
Chasing lizards in the back yard. Joan Baez.
Creamsicles and Coke and fireworks on a warm night.
Running barefoot on hellishly hot pavement en route to the neighbors'
pool. Jim Croce. Nixon. Palm trees. Safety.
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