Home being only what one can make it, I have come to treat this little town (called city by some) as a really lovely and pleasant and wonderful place to live and to breathe. With each passing day, I laugh at the love that I had for that hole that used to be such an integral part of my life- which, only with distance can it be viewed as anything but a monster.
There is a campaign going on right now to promote tourism to my region, which I support in equal and unequal measures. The last thing I would want is an influx of nonsense, but I do know that, just as I once had pride in the Rotten Apple, I now wave an altogether different flag.
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