{"text":"So it was a crossroads summer, when the universe seemed to stand perilously still like an egg wobbling on a precipice, a regular rite of passage summer that saw us traverse the hazardous divide between the illusions of boyhood and the far more pernicious deceptions of maturity, et cetera.","author":"Sol Luckman","tags":["adolescence","adulthood","boy","boyhood","coming-of-age","crossroads","deception","growing-up","illusion","lies","maturation","rite-of-passage","summer","teen","teenager"],"id":22418,"author_id":"Sol+Luckman"}