I pulled up Google street view in maps and showed her the school buildings I had attended and neighborhood I had grown up in. .... “You can’t see the room I was in for first grade, because it’s below ground,” I finally found the words. “There were two windows for the classroom that opened to a courtyard below street level.” “It looks like a prison,” she observed. “Why are there bars everywhere?” .... “I happen to know the building looks even worse now,” I told her. “They’ve put tarps over the bars so you can’t even see through them.” I continue the tour, showing her all three buildings where I spent 11 years of my life. “This was where the community garbage room used to overflow, and trash would pile up right to the door of the school building.” I showed her the window I sat beside, in 8th grade. It was covered in steel mesh, further contributing to the prison chic aesthetic. “But the window pane was broken, and during the winter I froze when I sat there. I ended up getting pneum...
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