A Writer's Notebook, Two-Thousand-Two-Hundred-And-Twelve

I took my brother and some of his friends out to celebrate his upcoming wedding.  It wasn't quite a batchelors party, but only because that wasn't what he wanted.  I think everyone enjoyed it, including my brother.

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