Today, I just saw someone who's missing his right hand and half his forearm. He's concealing it well because it's winter now. But how can he do this during the summer? I can imagine the pain he's been through, rejected because of his disability. This reminds me how fortunate I am to be in full health. And yet, all this time I've been living this pseudo-existence. Now's not to time to play it safe with women. I have to charge out like an M1 Abrams main battle tank.
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