There is a hotel….majestic, tall, the vision of luxury at
its finest. It overlooks what I call “our local central park”. I am reminded of
the day I stared up at it and spoke of staying there someday. To spend day
ambling through the mall, and the night overlooking the park below. To jog
through the park the next morning. Remember munching sour gummy strips by the
waters. Remember how cheese and caramel go surprisingly well together. Remember
the tales over and over again of the water fountains. To take a sip from the
water coolers. Aching feet rushing across the pavements to the parking lot.
Sweaty hands and oily faces. It didn’t matter then. Lights, sights, senses,..
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