
When I was growing up in the Midwest I LOVED the fourth of July. Fireworks exploded in our city park (no chance of wildfires where I came from) along with a parade and a carnival that seemed magical with rides, bright lights, games, food and fireworks at night. I would probably stay clear now but when I was ten it just seemed like it was the center of the universe.
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yummy!
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