My story with...

My little brother, a baby cousin and me at the main square in Cusco.

My brother and I used to fight all the time. When he was little, he would always listen to The Beatles and Richard Clayderman, and therefore he made me listen to them. That drove me crazy.

When we grew up and became teenagers, we hated each other. He would always follow me everywhere because my mom didn't let me go out alone. Grrr!!!

Now as adults we are very close. Sometimes I ask him to cook for me. I really love my baby brother!

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