Summer of 88
Here I was again back in the good old Summer of 88. It was the summer I first fell in love and nothing and no one had compared since. There were things I needed to do differently this time around and with the knowledge I had now that I could never have had that night would hopefully make all the difference.I took a deep breath and took a twilight zone step into Skate City. My heart was pounding loudly in my chest and my nerves were going crazy. I couldn't believe I was here again. The familiar...
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