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55 Blessings of the Cynic Just raise the blinds to enter your classroom wide and deep. The text, every instant of other people. Nobody begins by believing good times merely deceitful web between hateful pillars of the kingdom. Who can live that way? Or doesn’t prefer a kiss of hope, a hug of understanding? I say good luck. Good luck escaping your house in one piece in the morning, making it back alive for the first tall drink. Good luck with beauty, with sex, with justice. Luck with love and luck with silence, keeping your rings polished and your image sharp. Good luck with the dog unchained next door. Good luck enjoying what years remain. And yes, good luck keeping everything you’ve worked so hard for, each little happiness you deserve. ...

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