Mine happened so long ago that it's possible that it was better than the one Tony Blair had at Fettes. To get my daughter a decent one, I had of course to pay. And, by God, I resent it.
Yes, I suppose it was better then. Mine was like being in a zoo.
Overcoming the 'education' can be reduced to a specific process.I did it in 1986, but unfortunately I lost my notes.Anyway, it requires privacy, literally in order to feel the absolute of outrage without killing or being killed.And it works.
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