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“Modern man develops many parasocial relationships that grow on account of his era and his soulless heart, the latter, perhaps, of greater importance. Far away is the person he sees as a friend; his emotions perpetually tied to the outcomes of those he sees as deserving of his attention, it itself of no value. The death of relationships brought on one by one's own heart, beating to the tune of someone else's life. All reality is as real as imagination, causing such illusions of relationships to mark one's life as if of sense.”

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