Someone died and someone's married
I have a computer. I may even post photographs of it when I return from Yonkers, where my brother's best friend since elementary school—and in seven days, his best man—is getting married. He's almost my other brother, Wes. And now we see them both off in the same week.

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I may tell them the comparison has been made: the second may mean nothing to either of them, but they may both be amused by the Austen.