I was 17 years old in 1994, when the Real World San Francisco aired. And there, I, and the world, met Pedro Zamora. This is a beautiful tribute to him, and Judd Winik handles Pedro‘s story as a true friend. It is funny and sweet and hopeful and so desperately sad. Pedro should still be here. He‘d be 47 now, and he‘s been gone for more years than he lived. But he made a difference. I‘m glad Judd told his story.