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So today's recitation delves into the relationship between the human mind and loneliness.

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So without further ado, here's this week's commusing entitled, Go to Your Room. I adore my younger brother Eric.

I was his keeper for 13 fraught years, managing his exceptional musical talents.

There are many cliches that warn against mixing

business with family, but we not only speak to each other, we actually seek out each other's

company. We litigated all of our disputes in elementary school. When Eric and I were five and

ten respectively, our dad purchased one of the world's first VHS players.

This feat of engineering was a proper piece of furniture, mahogany paneled, and so weighty a grown man could barely lift it.

When the system arrived, it came with four video cassettes, the original Greece, Star Wars, the Empire Strikes Back, and a naughty masterwork named Inside Desiree Cousteau.

My brother and I so coveted the latter that its name still lives on my tongue.

My father disappeared this treasure early on, and candidly, Eric and I

passed the better part of our youth, rummaging through the attic and under our dad's bed in search

of it. We found other things of significant interest, but never, Miss Cousteau. In her absence,

we settled for these Star Wars films. The videotapes

we had acquired were most certainly not officially distributed by Mr. Lucas. These were

bootlegs shot by some two-bit hustler in the back of a theater. Despite the shakiness of the

camera work, I became obsessed with this intergalactic battle between light and dark.

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