A cement mixer rumbles past and a bus wheezes to a stop in front of our picnic blanket. My five-year-old grabs another fistful of Goldfish Crackers and cheers as a firetruck wails past. Before having kids, I never would?ve noticed this strange triangle of grass with a view of the train tracks that is surrounded by roads on all sides, and I certainl...
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