I finally realized, Saturday evening in the grocery store parking lot, why I got thrashed (torn buttons and bloody noses and lips, mostly) by the high school kids so often on the bus from the time I was a first grader until I was in fifth or sixth grade (besides that fact that I didn’t ride the bus with a very civil group of high schoolers and that was I wasn’t particularly physically imposing

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