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“A final victory is an accumulation of many short-term encounters. To lightly dismiss a success because it does not usher in a complete order of justice is to fail to comprehend the process of full victory. It underestimates the value of confrontation and dissolves the confidence born of partial victory by which new efforts are powered.”

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Where Do We Go from Here: Chaos or Community?

This book delves into the complexities of modern society, examining the forces of chaos and the possibility of building a more cohesive community. more

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