There’s something about Charleston that changes when you see it with children in tow. The cobblestone streets that once whispered history to you now hum with the sound of sneakers skipping over them. The salty air that once made you pause for a deep breath is now tangled with the sound of laughter ricocheting off the pastel-painted houses.
The first time I came here, I was looking for...
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