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I had maybe five close male friendships in my first fifty years. I wouldn’t call any of them intimate. Traditional American male friendships—unwritten rules about acceptable topics, no physical contact beyond the sterile back-slapping hug, careful avoidance of anything that might seem too close. I often wondered why we’re so terrified of physical and emotional…
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