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The Aphorism: A Platitude That Swerves, Or Slides All The Way Around.

What Is Providence For You May Be Nemesis For Me.

Psychology Keeps Trying To Vindicate Human Nature. History Keeps Undermining The Effort.

The Ravaged Face In The Mirror Hides The Enchanting Youth That Is The Real Me.

My Father Was A Patriarch Inside A Matriarchy, But Never Knew It.