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On gloomy days like today, I like to reminisce about my days in the Old West of Hampton Beach. I find comfort in the memories of the old, probably Albanian, man who tried to tell me that they were closed and the girl who wouldn’t let me pick my own dress. They keep me warm when it’s raining out and January and the heat is broken at work.
One day, I hope to progress to the Victorian era. Or maybe even space. Anything is possible on the boardwalk.
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