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Health & Fitness

Bean Town

I felt like a kid getting her freedom wheels as I rode along the Freedom Trail. The Boston I had in my mind was quickly becoming a thing of the past. Read on...

 

Boston was always one of the main stops on the rowing circuit. It never grabbed me for some reason. I always seemed to gravitate to gritty Philadelphia over Boston’s more polished appearance. But to Boston’s defense, my lack admiration came purely out of hunger.  Every time I was in Boston I was starving.

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