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Personal Narrative: My Life In Boston

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Up until 8th grade I lived in Cambridge, a sketchy, gilded age-like city on the outskirts of Boston. I lived in the central part of Cambridge, sandwiched in between the affluent undergrads, graduate students, and post-doc families or Harvard or MIT, where all the run down housing projects were and where police cars and ambulances screamed past every night because they had gotten yet another drug overdose dispatch. I lived a rugged inner city life as a kid. As I walked to my bus stop every morning as the sun had just appeared behind the skyscrapers of Boston just across the river, the smell of dirty sewage and tobacco smoke reeked in the air while homeless men awoke from their slumber and walked around begging for spare change. It was a scary
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