Mike (#11)

Making the first friend was the hardest. But once it happened, the world was ours. Secret agents communicating via walkie-talkie, and guns blazing through the parking garage. Back to the Future, watched ninety seven times on the big screen. The Professional All Terrain Obstacle Golf Association, where every surface was the green. Nights filled with Talking Heads, Cyndi Lauper, and Friday the 13th. Days filled with Miami Joe Slurpees and sour ball candy at the mall, hiding one dollar Monopoly bills everywhere. Four years is all I had of you, but it was much more. Goodbye, my old friend.

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