I used to hate my Rhode Island hometown. Then I tried this

Like many, if not most, people, I could not wait to skip town after high school. My hometown, Pawtucket, Rhode Island, was littered with abandoned mill buildings and shuttered storefronts throughout my childhood, and I saw it as a has-been of industrial America. It felt claustrophobic, unimaginative, and left-behind. 

But something interesting has happened as I’ve moved to increasingly ‘exciting’ cities elsewhere, including Boulder, Mexico City, and, now, London: I’ve started seeing my hometown in a more flattering light, too.

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