School
Even though I may have not liked my school at times, I am rather fond of it. Not in a I would love to go back there and spend another year toiling away at boards, essays and speeches, I've paid my dues, but rather in a hazy nostalgic way that scrubs over the immediate shit that you had to deal with and leaves an idealised image in your head like a lofty summer dream.
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