Hartford Run was a fucking trip. I've lived in some shady hoods before, but this place was a close second behind Brook Hollow for laughs. It was a pretty good mix of black, white, latino, and asian, with english being the second language. There was never any shortage of kids to toss around a football with, or to try their luck against Barts breaking wiffle pitch (I hurt my wrist swinging at it, and got struck out for my trouble). Julz was always getting video of everything and providing a running commentary for whatever was going on. There were some fun times. I'll always remember all of you guys and smile.
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