London was good this time around. It's no longer haunted. I walked down the halls of the hotel with a warm body by my side instead of the ghost of something that used to be. The laughter and other sounds were real instead of just echos in my mind. Late Thursday night, or really early Friday morning, the two of us got up and grabbed jackets and
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Where is my brother these days?
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I have no idea. He loves to hide from us and be anti-social for some reason.
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I don't like the sound of Howie hiding... But while he's not around...
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AHAHAHA the glasses are the best.
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