Friday, September 11, 2009
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I've known this guy since we were in Kindergarten.
He was my first friend.
He was my first best friend.
He had the meanest Wolverine drawing from k-6th grade.
It was the kind of Wolverine drawing that we traded our prized chicken patties for.
I just had my camera on my lap and I snapped this picture ranodmly while we were talking about some of our best and worst childhood memories -
Like the time so and so ripped his pants,
or fell off a tree, or set off the fire cracker, etc.
And only when I had uploaded onto my computer later that night,
did I remember what we had talked about and I thought,
"how true how true, it has been a beautiful struggle"

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