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When I still thought that teachers were emotionless people devoted only to work...when I thought that people followed me while I took a walk or were doing something similar to the "Truman Show"...when I thought that my mother and father created me with just a kiss on the cheek...when I had remorse during ejaculation...when I truly rooted for Roma...when I cried over nothing...when I was afraid of drug addicts...when I didn’t know what a pussy looked like...when I thought the world was made of sweets and lollipops and ghosts existed...when I thought that anyone with a cigarette in their mouth was bad...when I thought I would one day become someone important—a great musician, a scientist, an honest worker, or maybe my father.... Discover the review
When I still thought that teachers were emotionless people devoted only to work...when I thought that people followed me while I took a walk or were doing something similar to the "Truman Show"...when I thought that my mother and father created me with just a kiss on the cheek...when I had remorse during ejaculation...when I truly rooted for Roma...when I cried over nothing...when I was afraid of drug addicts...when I didn’t know what a pussy looked like...when I thought the world was made of sweets and lollipops and ghosts existed...when I thought that anyone with a cigarette in their mouth was bad...when I thought I would one day become someone important—a great musician, a scientist, an honest worker, or maybe my father....
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