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shortly after my brother was born, and after the apartment i described in last post, my parents bought a house. this is the house that i grew up in. It was a small two-family in a lower middle class sub-development. the house, sucked. but it was on a corner lot and the neighborhood layout was great. we ran around all day and all night throughout the woods, aside a huge river and through a massive expanse of cemetery. it felt as if we had miles and miles of playground-- because we did. we ran around like the lord of the flies and no one, and i mean no one paid us any attention. it was perfect fodder for the proverbial child abductor. children everywhere, wild, lawless, available and unsupervised. the setting was so removed from parental contact that it seemed like a movie set, where the kids find a body and......