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My Brother's Keeper
註釋I paced around my living room picking up books, plates and moving shoes; trying to remember why in the hell I was living here. I knew Joshua was a strong learner even though all he could talk about to us a lot of times was his, "past relationships with wild women who paid for his time, which is why he left Minnesota in the first place" I thought. I wouldn't have ever thought Josh and I had much to talk about or in common; he once described life as a car crash. I described mine as the Ballet of Faith. Man, this guy could get under anyone's skin.Our lives were simple as roommates once we learned how to not talk to each other much. But as I think back to when me and Joshua first meet he looked like, he could have been my brother. We were distant at first, but over a game of video football we had one of our rare moments of reflection about our lives before we started getting ready for tomorrow's Shabbat day.