Trying to find the firework show at the old cannery was like trying to find the end of a rainbow and I was too scared of being crushed by moving gears to enter the secret passage. Another route took me to an extensive labyrinth of liquor and wine... I found some familiar faces there, and couldn't make my way back out. The back door to my first hill apartment was just as I remembered it. The weather was nice.
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