7 Out to grass with the old face of Revlon

When I was a small boy there was a roped-off stretch of grass in a field near my house that had strange and mystical properties. If ever my friends and I wandered within 20 yards of it, the old man who apparently lived behind the peculiar red-brick bungalow in the corner of the field would come running out and yell at us.

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