My hometown was a wonderful (or choose your own adjective) place to grow up.
Laci had a rather eccentric style.
Mr. Brown is the worst teacher I’ve ever had.
The room seemed very insttional.
Taunton has always provided activities for the youth, there was always something fun going on.
Laci was dancing around the room in circles, chanting about the sun and the moon.
Mr. Brown barely taught us, never answered any of my questions, and I failed every quiz he gave us.
The room had white walls and was empty.
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