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The Residential Trip

The Residential Trip. With a mediocre groan the door closes. The faces of the captives press against glass, their delicate eyes squinting against the sunlight. Fingertips brush against anything that threatens to block the view. The chatter stops while parents move forward, an attempt to catch one more glimpse. Hands that wave goodbye long to hold their precious child once more. Teardrops hide behind smiles. A loud cheer escapes from inside as the coach pulls away.



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