Labels:text | electronics | screenshot | display OCR: Those Were The Days! Page 28 was something only the rich had or some place of business had. So we took refuge on the roof. The two of us would sit and talk about anything and everything. We talked about all the problems in the world and about noth- ing. I stop and wonder, every once an a while, if my brother remembers these talks or not, as I do. No matter. I can also remember walking, yeah, what a concept, walking, to the city swimming pool. We had to cut through a cemetery to get there quickly. If we went around that cemetery it would take us easily a mile more in dis- tance to get to the city pool. If I walked with just my brother and his friends, not taking any of my friends along, those big dumb jerks would always go into the cemetery with me and start telling me some weird story abou ...
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