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When I was growing up, the discarded shopping carts poked up out of the water, and the river barely moved. Last time I made it out there, it was clean like this, and so beautiful. That forest has been protected since the founding of the town, maybe before. It's really a stunning oasis of old-growth in an increasingly bustling small city. Nashua isn't my home anymore, but it's a great place to set down roots. (I think. I don't know how wild politics have gotten there.)