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People hide their truest nature. i understood that; i even applauded it. what sort of world would it be if people bled all over the sidewalks, if they wept under trees, smacked whomever they despised, kissed strangers, revealed themselves?
-Alice Hoffman
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People Hide Their Truest Nature. I Understood

Alice Hoffman
People hide their truest nature. i understood that; i even applauded it. what sort of world would it be if people bled all over the sidewalks, if they wept under trees, smacked whomever they despised, kissed strangers, revealed themselves?
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