Freeze this moment a little bit longer...
Once upon a time, in my home town, there was this magical place. The address was 1221 Larchmont. So long as the front door remained open I could walk inside, step back into my childhood, go and play.
Suddenly, the door is now closed and locked. The key in my hand no longer fits. An entire city block has become unfamiliar. I am a stranger in the neighborhood. I have no parlez. Childhood’s end.
Time stand still.
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