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In order to get to who anyone really is, you have to creep past their defenses, gaining trust along the way until they finally lower their guard and let you in. We all put up fronts, these pleasant façades that we wear for different people. We have one for strangers, one for acquaintances, one for people we want to impress. How are we ever supposed to know if we’re dealing with the façade, or if we’ve finally met the real person?
