There is a World

I have a friend who can play anything on the acoustic guitar if you give him a minute, and if you think he is cute he's a great singer too. Every week night he'll sit on the porch of his fraternity house playing until it gets too dark to see, and on the weekends he takes a picture every time a girl hugs him. I looked through all of them the other day, but I'm funny with stuff like that. Can never figure out why they always stand so close, blocking out everything beyond them.