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Jamie Winkle:
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Isn't it funny how you can *never* remember much about summer? I mean, we remember that it *happened*. Like, when your hands get sticky from ice-cream melting off the cone. Swimming with friends. Sleeping till 2. Borrowing the car. Or the feeling you get when you walk back in on the first day of school. This summer, I totally, completely and utterly fucked up. And that's okay.
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