The Suburbs

The Suburbs are your childhood home. It’s the first time you fell off a swing at the park near your house. It’s childhood nostalgia every time you’re in town, revisiting the backyard garden your mom spent hours tending to. It’s playing in bushes with the other kids on the block, running between yards to hide from your parents. It’s learning to drive your car for the first time and hitting a trash can or two. It’s all the memories, both good and bad, that make you who you are. The Suburbs welcomes you with open arms, but now you get to choose when you come back.

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