One Independence Day when we were kids, Falco grabbed a tossed firecracker, mistaking it for a sparkler; it exploded in his hand. We’d been playmates—but, rightly or wrongly, I avoided him after that, thinking: This kid’s not too bright.
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One Independence Day when we were kids, Falco grabbed a tossed firecracker, mistaking it for a sparkler; it exploded in his hand. We’d been playmates—but, rightly or wrongly, I avoided him after that, thinking: This kid’s not too bright.
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