It doesn't consume my thoughts.
My time there is finished and I took the time to soak it up before I left.
But, moving forward as I am, it is still worth confessing-- especially given the time of year-- that man I miss this place.
Such a generic name for a place so singularly significant to this sentimental heart, College Avenue.
I must've crossed it a thousand times.
One thousand gifts.
Such privilege.
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