king's crossing was the only town in the area...and it wasn't really a town, more a slow spot in the road.
it was ours, however, and we loved every moment of growing up there... the creek, the picnics, the town green.
i miss that place, now that i'm in new york... and i dream of going back to raise my own children there, so they too can have memories of ice cream, fireflies and soft summer nights.
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