The park was weird. It seemed like just
a short while ago it was very nice but the care stopped maybe a month
or so ago. The pool was surrounded by crack-free pavement yet the
water was covered with leaves. The sprinklers watered green lawns in
desperate need of mowing. The clubhouse was closed for repairs. The
lounge was closed for the season. The tracks of the advertised
miniature train were missing. The BMX track was tire tread free. We
parked among latent serial killers who lived in forty year old motor
homes and drove ex-police cars. We had fun.
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