I'm looking at my peers. People born in 1978. I see traces of childhood disappear from their faces. Melting. Vanishing. Going away...
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My body is very good at turning me into a hardcore dualist...
It has a life of its own. It and I have totally different separate ways of existence. It does to me what it likes. I try to exercise my own will... or so I like to think...
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