Thoughts (accepting submissions for cover)
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Last published Tue, Aug 2, 2016
There are two types of people in this world; not the common Apple vs. Samsung or Yahoo vs. Google, but those who believe that every man is enslaved within himself and those who don't. I used to be one of those who didn't, but then I realized, what do I believe in if I don't believe in the only thing being said?
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