The circumstances of my birth were anything but exceptional. It was early morning, just a slip of light sneaking around the shadows, making the blinds glow. It was 1982, so I’ll let you imagine the clothes people were wearing. The rain was a quiet sprinkling overhead. They named me Ben.
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