My brother is the most perplexing person I know. He's like . . . the rubic's cube of brothers or something. I wasn't very affectionate as a kid (not really affectionate now either), and I was fairly abusive to him when he was little. So, now that I'm in a reasonably stable frame of mind, I like to hug him when he leaves for work, hug him when he
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