Marcus is Marcus. He is a guy named Marcus. Marcus happens to be my neighbor.

Over this last summer (2002) Marcus stopped being so scarce. Parties and things, you know the stuff. Otherwise, I really hadn't hung out with him since he moved in next door a long time ago.

I remember when I was twelve or so going with him to collect money from one of the subscribers on his paper route. He rung the doorbell, but it stuck and kept ringing. Frightened by this situation, we both decided that it would be best to run away.

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I have accidently broken Zach's nose.

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