Beside my computer, tacked on the wall with a push pin, is a picture of my brother and I posing as conquering heroes on the lip of the Grand Canyon. His hands are on his hips, facing away from the camera, gazing outward into the desert abyss. I am standing proudly with my chest puffed out and my legs powerfully planted on red rock. Our clothes are strewn in the foreground and we're both wearing boyish smiles.
We drove across a continent to see one of the great testaments of time. Once there, we had our picture taken like other tourists except unlike the others, we were wearing not but our underwear.
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