Call me E. This is a story about my platonic love for Art. It is the unique journey of our friendship that started in one of the darkest days of my life and how he made himself a part of it gracefully. After thirteen years of being there for each other, how did it become possible that it did not lead to what would others expect it to be? Art is talented, creative, smart, and everything a guy could ever be. I asked him once, "Why did you stick with me? You didn't have to. " He said, "I wanted to. It's my choice." He always decides on things that way. Simple and sure.
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