I took a walk in my neighborhood yesterday right before sunset. It's so peculiar to wander around in a place where the streets are clean and quiet, where the aroma of roses and the subtle scent of cigarette smoke exist in equal measures, and where blonde soccer moms stand in front of their big houses with their tiny dogs and their tiny athletic outfits to gossip about the latest divorce until sundown. Suburbia is the most beautiful, ominous, and mysterious place.
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