my 4th grade teacher had a house on top of a hill in spokane and she'd invite us over at the end of the school year for a potluck and at the foot of the hill was a creek we'd play in before dinner and it was the best creek ever and i think it's why i love creeks so much
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if you went too far in one direction there was razor wire that could be kinda hard to see which was exactly the right level of danger for magical childhood adventure, it was thrilling