I was walking along the fence of the old swim stadium, looking for a hole big enough for me to get inside. When I finally found one, I widened the wire mesh some more and climbed through to the other side.
It had been years since I was last there. The outdoor pools were filled with even more junk than I remembered, left behind by partying kids, or people who wanted to get rid of their old crap. Rickety camp chairs surrounded remains of bonfires, and pieces of broken glass crunched under my feet