    More and more, people are becoming a mystery to me.

    Let's face it, we're all islands to each other. We all have vast, beautiful landscapes which would awe others if only they could see them, but of course we only spy one another from afar and so miss vast tracts of each other's land.

    Now how did that rambling turn perverse? Hunh... gotta watch that.

    Do you ever get the feeling that all you're good for is harming someone else? I do, I do! I hate the feeling. And yet I seem powerless to escape it sometimes.

    Maybe this is why we should spend time in each other's shoes. But how do you FIND them? I'd gladly put myself in someone else's moccasins but they're on that other bloody island!

    What I'd give for a sociological Adidas store...

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