Monday, March 19, 2007
Intro Contrast Essay #2
As I peek through the window, I see two men drinking their coffee, smoking cigarettes, who love each other unconditionally, spend hours together every day talking about anything, they are made of the same genes yet so different. I often dread the day that something happens to either one of them. They both are my rock in life. That’s why it amazes me that my father and my grandfather are poles apart when it comes their likes of women, their personalities and their attitudes.
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I like this graf, but still think the first four lines ought to be expanded on for the hook.
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