You see, the baby rat anxiously scavenged the dumpsters for food. Baby rats have tiny hearts and those must always beat anxiously. The baby rat did not want for acknowledgement, kinship, success, or even love. Baby rat hearts are far too tiny for any of that.
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I just try to banish all inhibition as quickly as I can, not because I don't care what happens, but because while I possess that disinhibition, the things that happen will not matter.
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I was born a day before the spring. It took twenty-five years before that meant something.
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I found the memories I sought when I began to think about who I am.
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Like Santiago, I hoisted my sails and trusted that the lights of Havana would eventually appear over the horizon.
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Some time ago and with the benefit of hindsight, I figured out that all the times I thought I'd been in love I was actually just infatuated.
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This is what happened when I understood that human beings are, by nature, imperfect, and I lost my ability to hate people.
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Revolutionary. Disruptive. Dangerous. In a market filled with young entrepreneurs, what threats does unchecked ambition bring?
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Technical Boy is a blog in which I analyze, critique and reflect about literature, philosophy, movies, technology and, well, the implications of life in general.
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