growing up in
What It Was Like to Grow Up in Disneyland
The house in which I experienced my first memories, the park in which I played with my best friend, the lake around which I smoked my first cigarettes... all of it belonged to a giant mouse.
What I Learned from Growing Up in Magaluf
I spent my youth in the Spanish resort on Majorca island, surrounded by horny, pissed-up Brits on vacation. They were animals.
In Defense of the Isle of Wight
Stereotyped as inbred and backwards, "the Island" might be crappy, but it's a difficult bubble to leave.
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