I’ve always had a soft spot for the summer. Call it my inner Leo, or an inability to forget that feeling just before the the bell rings on the last day of school, but there is a tangible joy to this time of year. It’s the closest time gets to slowing down a smidge, with longer days and warmer nights gently guiding us through the season, allowing us all …
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