Every time I turned around, someone let off a cool firework right behind me – I *finally* caught one, with the tree wrapped in Christmas lights in the foreground.
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Not Alcatraz, I mean the *other* island.
Ray and Doan got a little excited when I pulled Twinkies out of my pockets, so they threw them at each other and smeared them on each other’s faces… strange, strange kids.