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Old Friends, New Friends

Friends! I love my friends. Growing up as an only child was quite lonely. I had always wanted an older sibling, preferably an older brother. A brother to come home to who would beat me up, someone to trysmoking with, and teach me the ropes in life. Well, no such sibling ever came before nor after me, so I made due with the next best thing friends. Older friends, younger friends. I had my …