“It’s the yearning. Plainly and simply, it’s the yearning.” “Yearning? For what?” The old lady hesitated almost imperceptibly before continuing and, when she did, it seemed as if she would never fall silent again. “The yearning you all display to prove your worth, to show that you know this and that, to ensure that you can have it all. The yearning to succeed and, even more, the yearning not to fail; the yearning not to be seen as inferior, but instead even as superior, simply for being exactly what you believe you are, or rather what you’ve been made to believe you are. The inexplicable
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