So my parents live around the corner from a cul de sac where everyone chips in for the fireworks and they put up barricades so they can all set up their camp chairs in the street and blare the 1812 Overture on the stereo while the dads set up shop in the vacant lot out back.
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They bought about an hourโs worth of *spectacular* fireworks, all of which went off directly over our heads. I have ash in my hair.
That was fantastic.
