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“Chant to him: “An individual thinks for himself.” Then roll that around in his head till it means: “If I didn’t think of it, it has no bearing on my life.”

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Geoffrey Wood
Geoffrey Wood

Geoffrey Wood, born in 1945, is an accomplished author whose works span a variety of genres, including history, literature, and philosophy. more

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