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Human: The Error That Thinks

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A brutally honest manifesto for those who see too clearly - and feel too much.

What if existence isn't a gift... but an accident?

What if consciousness is not a blessing, but a malfunction?

And what if the very act of being human is the original flaw?

You won't walk away from this book "transformed."
But you may walk away honest - for the first time in years.Todos os Direitos Reservados

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