The long, long road

Young Brooks looks at himself in the mirror.

Occasionally I might write something on here that perhaps has some signs of intelligence. But it took a long road to get to a place of semi-intelligence. I was kind of a dumb kid. For the first two years of my life I thought I had a brother. But I was just talking to the mirror.

We used to have such intense arguments!

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