It was upstairs in the other Korean family's living room that I first saw Mike Tyson fight. Saw the black shoes, the black trunks, the quiet menace. Back then, I had no way of processing what was happening, but those early remembered images stay with you throughout your life in a way that defies any sort of rational explanation. The Alewife train station was under construction for much of my childhood, and in one of my earliest memories, I watched a crane carry a beam across the lot.
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