SideLines: An unexpected moment of community
It was an amazing night.
I was sitting on my back deck, reading an old Colleen McCullough novel I had been putting off for way too long, when all of a sudden the whole neighborhood seemed to come alive. People I only see periodically and whose names I don’t know came out of their houses like it was the Fourth of July.
Only it wasn’t.
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