And Then One Time, At…

The human mind is a strange thing. I was walking up Fourth Street in San Francisco on my way to work this morning when I caught a wiff of something that immediately brought back memories of early morning practices at band camp in high school. A scent in the middle of a city two thousand miles away and 10 years later from the grassy field in my memory. Truly bizarre.

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