The walk I had from Medford to Brookline was so amazing. There was love and romance in the air, the cool almost chilly air the leaves turning a little red but still drunken with summer, the runners the bikers the young kids playing in the streets, unshackled of their scholarly timetables but shackling their parents now. The scenery in brookline great old houses places anyone would kill to live. Expand the above to fill five hundred words. It'll be good don't worry.
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