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we throw shit at each other,
it reaches target and we feel good about ourselves, for just a second. then we realize the shit landed on the other and we soon feel sorry about that, we try to find a way to change that, we need to find something to wrap the shit in it, something shiny, a coloured packing paper so that it will look like a candy; so, the next time we get a chance, we do it, we throw candy at each other; and if the chance does not come up, ...we make it come but that's ok, that's who we are, that's what we do because...we are people, we like candy
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