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I have a knife. A bit of an objet díart I picked up at a state fair long ago. I licked it twice, and tasted blood. Itís sharp. Are you afraid of me? I have a choice. When all other options have left I can chase my trials away. It does not feel like freedom, quite Itís short. At least it is not apathy.