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27

TWENTY-EIGHT

SEAMUS

I’D NEVER BEEN to Coney Island before, and after today, I knew I’d never go again.

Ever.

Again.

The place was tainted. Absolutely wrecked. And not just for my memory banks.

At first, I hadn’t known what was happening.

We’d been walking on the boardwalk while Mom and I were eating ice cream that melted down our hands. It had been like any other day out. I’d been with her to the beach so many times, eaten ice cream with her so many times, but it was cool to be here.

New York City was my place.

My home.

I wasn&

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