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September 5, 2006:

That, and her strangeness.

You realize with some bitterness that you grew up in an environment which was poisonous not just in its lack of social skills but in its passivity, its fearfulness, and its self-defeat.

There's real Evil in that. The struggle to hold others to your own level of corruption.

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