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I had a friend in like 7th grade named Tim. He did not laugh much. I liked Tim, I was not the nicest to him at times, then I squared up a bit and treated him better. His house smelled like freon and ash trays. That was fine, because he had a super nintendo and liked to show me games, and I didn't mind watching. It worked out. Then he moved and we still never talk sometimes. Still hope the best for him always.