I’ve been living in my new place almost a year and a half. I was shocked last year to hear all of the fireworks starting around the third, crackling to life on the afternoon of the fourth and rumbling ominously until 3 in the morning. The same was the case this year, yet instead of seeing families walk around the neighborhood where people would be out, …
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