[10.00] [July 10, 1938]

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The sun is bright and the people are loud.

We are crammed tightly together in what looks like an arena. I'm trying to make my way through the people, carrying two hot dogs which, judging by my shoes, I surely can't afford. I squish through two men who are cheering loudly and tap a small boy on the shoulder.

"Stevie!" I don't recognize my own voice.

Just as the boy turns around, I lose the memory.

I cry the rest of the night.


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