Does anyone know what "home" is anymore?

It seems like I, and everyone I know, is homesick...for...we’re not sure where.

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Looking back, I should have known it was over when Post Malone moved to my street.

I grew up on a small street at the mouth of a canyon, where my childhood friends and I would slip out the neighbor’s back fence, onto the…