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  • A playground that isn’t playing around

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    I’m the kind of old man with a fondness for the dangerous playgrounds of my childhood. My memories are full of metal slides, creaky see-saws, and rusty merry-go-rounds. I wore the cuts and burns I’d bring home from a day at the park like badges of honor. So, I sneered and judged as the public…

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    I’m the kind of old man with a fondness for the dangerous playgrounds of my childhood. My memories are full of metal slides, creaky see-saws, and rusty merry-go-rounds. I wore the cuts and burns I’d bring home from a day at the park like badges of honor. So, I sneered and judged as the public…

  • A playground that isn’t playing around

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    I’m the kind of old man with a fondness for the dangerous playgrounds of my childhood. My memories are full of metal slides, creaky see-saws, and rusty merry-go-rounds. I wore the cuts and burns I’d bring home from a day at the park like badges of honor. So, I sneered and judged as the public…

  • A playground that isn’t playing around

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    I’m the kind of old man with a fondness for the dangerous playgrounds of my childhood. My memories are full of metal slides, creaky see-saws, and rusty merry-go-rounds. I wore the cuts and burns I’d bring home from a day at the park like badges of honor. So, I sneered and judged as the public…

  • A playground that isn’t playing around

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    I’m the kind of old man with a fondness for the dangerous playgrounds of my childhood. My memories are full of metal slides, creaky see-saws, and rusty merry-go-rounds. I wore the cuts and burns I’d bring home from a day at the park like badges of honor. So, I sneered and judged as the public…

  • A playground that isn’t playing around

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    I’m the kind of old man with a fondness for the dangerous playgrounds of my childhood. My memories are full of metal slides, creaky see-saws, and rusty merry-go-rounds. I wore the cuts and burns I’d bring home from a day at the park like badges of honor. So, I sneered and judged as the public…

  • A playground that isn’t playing around

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    I’m the kind of old man with a fondness for the dangerous playgrounds of my childhood. My memories are full of metal slides, creaky see-saws, and rusty merry-go-rounds. I wore the cuts and burns I’d bring home from a day at the park like badges of honor. So, I sneered and judged as the public…

  • A playground that isn’t playing around

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    I’m the kind of old man with a fondness for the dangerous playgrounds of my childhood. My memories are full of metal slides, creaky see-saws, and rusty merry-go-rounds. I wore the cuts and burns I’d bring home from a day at the park like badges of honor. So, I sneered and judged as the public…

  • A playground that isn’t playing around

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    in

    I’m the kind of old man with a fondness for the dangerous playgrounds of my childhood. My memories are full of metal slides, creaky see-saws, and rusty merry-go-rounds. I wore the cuts and burns I’d bring home from a day at the park like badges of honor. So, I sneered and judged as the public…

  • A playground that isn’t playing around

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    by

    in

    I’m the kind of old man with a fondness for the dangerous playgrounds of my childhood. My memories are full of metal slides, creaky see-saws, and rusty merry-go-rounds. I wore the cuts and burns I’d bring home from a day at the park like badges of honor. So, I sneered and judged as the public…