His hair still stood up in punk-rock quills and spikes.

I'm the only child, no brothers, or sisters / Other than brothers from other mothers / Or the sisters from other misters

And he felt a cloying kinship with his father, his uncles, his teachers, and his mentors at the same time he was feeling a closer bond with the homeboys, the G-Dawgs, the Rico Suaves.

After my bath I search my armpits and crotch for signs of hair but no luck yet. I’m pubicly challenged.