I remember when I was in senior school I had a predicament involving someone who had frustrated me. I quickly hit upon the solution; I strolled down the class room, elbow dropped him in the back, and walked off. So what, I thought, he has asthma? Why stop yourself? The struggle will be good for him. As I returned to my desk I felt a surge of adrenaline, I could hear him winded and in pain behind me and I thought I had won. That feeling lasted for only the tiniest amount of time, however, when I remembered a few other...
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