walk in someone else's shoes bullshit

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it's interesting how, if you really think about it, i don't know you.
dickens described humans as mysteries to one another, and i'd have to agree, regardless of my lack of affinity for his all too imagery-heavy writing style.
can you imagine what it's like to be me?
can i imagine what it's like to be you? or him?
now i don't know about you, but it all has a rather negative connotation, don't you think?











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