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Black Swan
n. a moment of awareness that someone you've known for years still has a private and mysterious inner life, and somewhere in the hallways of their personality is a door locked from the inside, a stairway leading to a wing of the house that you've never fully explored--an unfinished attic that will remain maddeningly unknowable to you, because ultimately, neither of you has a map, or a master key, or any way of knowing exactly where you stand.


except I have the map, the key, and the knowledge of where I stand. the only issue is whether or not I think I should give it to you.

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