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Alida: A 23-year-old Canadian exploring the infinite abyss that is New York City.

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Fri, May 11
... Green, green grass
The path is almost grown over.

I went to the school today to talk to Gwen about some registration stuff for next year, and when I was leaving, I crossed the street at the crosswalk... and the cars stopped for me, amazingly enough... and looked at the park, and the path that we wore down is almost grown over. 45 of us, walking that same way, every single day, at least 10 times a day each, kinda destroys the grass. But the path we wore down is almost not even noticable anymore.
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posted at 4:20 p.m.