The home I have lived in almost my entire life has been torn to the ground to make room for a more modern residence. This happened rather unceremoniously via bulldozer. I was unable to attend, both physically and emotionally, as I believe it was a waste of perfectly good building and the death of my childhood memories. It's strange to think the place that housed so many of my life's pivotal moments ceases to exist. Now, all I have left of it is the pictures in my mind and these three photographs.
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