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Dr. Logic Vs. Finkytin Of Reason

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Based on happenings that actually happened.

What's the deal doc? An example of how my autonomy has been affected, since my collaboration with "mental health professionals."  Its an entirely reasonable account on how my actions are above reason.  In fact, above reason, confounding the reason of the good doctor. 
Normal is what?  Please point them out to me, that I might have a model, someone to make imitation.All Rights Reserved

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