The Springsteen Chronicles A few weeks after I turned twelve and graduated from grade school, my family moved from Inwood, in Manhattan, to Closter, New Jersey, the hub of the Northern Valley. Formerly a semi-rural truck farm community, most of my friends lived in the post-World War II ranch house and split-level developments that covered the eastern side of town. My family lived in the older section, walkable to the small downtown. A new shopping mall boasted a supermarket, a Grandway, a movie theater and a pizzeria. I called it,
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