Where I grew up looks nothing like this. Yet, when I heard my bike tires against that blue gravel road today, I was transported, yet again, back to my Long Island driveway.
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Where I grew up looks nothing like this. Yet, when I heard my bike tires against that blue gravel road today, I was transported, yet again, back to my Long Island driveway.
