"Have you guys seen BJ?" asked David.
"Yeah, he's in his room. Just knock," I suggested. I saw David hesitate outside the crayola-graffittied door.
"He's probably playing video games," I said. "Well either that or..."
Brian whistled suggestively to finish my sentence.
"Wow," marveled David. "BJ and I really DO like all the same things."
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a glassblowing alternajournalist, a musical storytelling anarcho-baptist, a capoeira-playing engineer, a renaissance physicist, a scrabble champion math teacher, a neurobiologist philosopher, a filmmaker documenting the deadliest man alive, an international flutist biologist, a journalist animator baker, a hiking biking banjo-strumming math teacher, a singing bilingual editing, a backgammon playing sex therapist, a novel-writing psych nurse guitarthlete, a pensive epistilary collage artist & two cats.