So apparently when I wasn’t looking…

…they turned the town where I went to high school into the Wedding Dress capital of Central Coastal New Jersey. *And* memory-holed all the bookstores. It’s almost as if the town fathers had refused to encase the town in amber, the day after I graduated. If I still paid taxes in New Jersey, I’d inquire where my tax money was going to, anyway.

Thank God the pizza place is still here. As is the Irish pub, although I never came in here when I was in high school.

3 thoughts on “So apparently when I wasn’t looking…”

  1. I came back after about over a decade away to find that the Mennonite bakery had become a tattoo parlor/head shop.
    I’m pretty sure I lost SAN.

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