Declan_Runte (phoenix1301302)

The smell of chlorine, sharp and almost metallic, always does it. It's like a key turning a rusty lock, releasing a flood of memories, all painted in the hazy, sun-drenched colors of childhood summers. Specifically, it's the memory of swim team practice. Not the races, the pressu

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