Dwight15 (nico1295271)

The smell hit me first, a phantom whiff of chlorine and something indefinably "camp." Not campfire, but the smell of old wooden cabins, damp towels perpetually hanging to dry, and the faint, sweet scent of bug spray. Just like that, I was ten years old again, standing on the edge

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