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The Arts In America Exist In Spite Of America, Not Because Of America.

I Definitely Learned A Lesson This Time. I Know That I Can Be Broken. I Am Not As Tough As I Thought. I See It Now. At This Point, It's The Only Thing Good That Came Out Of All Of This. I Know Myself Better Now And Know What I Have To Do.

If There Is One Set Of Laws, One Constitution For Every Citizen, Its Protections Hopefully Applied Equally To All, Then Why Do The Results Seem To Differ So Radically? What Do You Call That? Look Around - You're Living In It.

You Can't Get Your Head Around Something If You're Yelling.

I Am Primarily A Loner. I Don't Go To Clubs. I Don't Hang Out With People. I Don't Know Many People. It's Just The Way It Ended Up. It's Not A Sob Story; It's Fine For Me.