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I Looked For Perfection, And I Found Something Better.

Perhaps It's Impossible To Wear An Identity Without Becoming What You Pretend To Be.

There Is No Society That Does Not Highly Value Fictional Storytelling. Ever.

Mom," Said Peter, "nobody Thinks You're A Lackwit, If That's What You're Worried About." Lackwit? In What Musty Drawer Of Some Dead English Professor's Dust-covered Desk Did You Find That Word? I Assure You That Never In My Worst Nightmares Did I Ever Suppose That I Was A Lackwit.

He's Not A Killer. He Just Wins... Thoroughly