The heavy smell of lime trees and rain squished his lungs, as though the heat wasn’t enough. He had been walking around the park in circles. The town was small, so the park was also small even though it was the biggest one around. He had walked around it as a kid too, but it had appeared wider and wilder then. Now, though, it made time warp along its boundaries, it all went circularly around and around within the boundaries of the park, unable to escape, as though the park was a black hole. James looked up and saw the sky and the streets and sidewalks outside the park, but he still couldn’t leave. The park had gripped him in its damned circle, and James had to keep walking along round borders.
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