I’m in a bad habit of bashing my hometown, especially online. Before income inequality became a thing most people acknowledged, I felt it acutely during Junior High, where my friends and I were very poor, but going to the junior high where most of the rich kids went. We called it prep school, even though it wasn’t, and we really hated the preps.
(Remember the lunch lady that was fired for paying for needy student's lunch? That didn’t happen at my school, but at the school that we had the largest rivalry with, and the school that I wanted to transfer to because it had fewer preps.)
To be fair, when I was less than a year old my very young parents bought a house in a “sprawl” area, and it was a largely homogeneous neighborhood right out of Leave it to Beaver, so I had a pretty beautiful childhood up until the age of nine when we moved. But the memories from ages nine to sixteen are the ones that stick with me, and for that reason I’ve always hated my hometown.
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