I remember so much about closets. The one in my childhood bedroom—cavernous, endless—was a portal. A home to toys, clothes, items stuffed into corners to fool Mom’s eye. It was also a source of ...

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Families build universes inside their homes, regardless of size or status. Whether you lived in the same home for your entire childhood or you moved a few times, you might remember this phenomenon.