Now I'm seeing him as an undergrad, spending wet Saturdays in long-vanished cafes on Quay Street, drinking downstairs at the Crane later because upstairs is crammed, packed with tourists. Or enjoying one of those perfect May days, sprawled on the grass at the Spanish Arch, tossing scraps to the swans.
You've made me homesick for a town I haven't lived in for 15 years!
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Now I'm seeing him as an undergrad, spending wet Saturdays in long-vanished cafes on Quay Street, drinking downstairs at the Crane later because upstairs is crammed, packed with tourists. Or enjoying one of those perfect May days, sprawled on the grass at the Spanish Arch, tossing scraps to the swans.
You've made me homesick for a town I haven't lived in for 15 years!