Bloomsbury Park
When I was quite young, there was a wondrous house near an amazing park that was a lit with a thousand lights. In the distance, you could see a ferris wheel, carousel, mechanical swings and occasionally hear music. On summer evenings this home seemed a gathering place for picnics, croquet and hide-n-seek. Oh how I wanted to live there! This home, Bloomsbury Park, with its magical kingdom nearby, was the stuff that dreams are made of!
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