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TO LIVE

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This is the last photo I ever took of Fez (Junior).

Many people have commented and messaged, sharing positive memories and stories of friendship (including two mutual friends that Fez and I shared). I'm sharing this, in color and raw, as I last saw him.

I prefer to walk our streets alone, but I didn't mind if this man wanted to walk with me. He was full of good energy. He was full of life.

He was dealt a hard hand, and he died young, but he also truly lived.

 
 
 

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