Tag: cross-border childhood memories
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Ketchup potato chips, Canadian chocolate and a giant Belle Tire
Our family trips to Canada weren’t vacations; they were pilgrimages powered by chaos, contraband, ketchup chips, and the promise of better chocolate. Every mile was a fever dream of odd-hour departures, rogue seltzer bottles, Detroit landmarks, and the kind of family gatherings that left your hands chapped and your heart full.
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