Matthew W. Haskell

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When he was away at college he always remembered home as different than it was. He’d get nostalgic for the most ridiculous things – pine for a glimpse of Suddz laundry, Dingo’s arcade, become misty-eyed over people he knew, he knew, couldn’t stand him. Holidays magnified the illusion. When he spoke to his mother that May, he could hardly wait to spend four whole months at home!
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