There's a brother in the bed in the foreground. He's always been there. You recall laughing with him, fighting with him. He was an electrical engineer in the making and become one. I've made an entire career out of understanding engineers. Even have a son bear that's grown the same mind set- must be in the genes. Missing him. He's as different from me as black is from white, but we are wired the same. Brothers grow your ability to have men friends. You can tell them to go f themselves and they will reciprocate. Only seen him maybe 5 times in the 20 years.
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