What about Brian?
Whose acne ridden face stared at me across the table in Religion class,
Whose incessant gum chewing did not mask his terrible, tinny breath,
One of few who wore cologne,
Who I always appreciated and never took seriously,
Who showed up at our five year with a blonde wife on his arm
Who came to visit at my dorm and sat around for an hour or more while I ignored him in favor of the Sims.
Who does not have Facebook
And may not even exist.
What about him?
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