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“The jobs we perform and how we play dramatically affects our personality formation. The work and recreational activities that we engage in affect how we view our maturing self-image. Even a rebellious person whom resists particular trends in popular culture forms a part of their personality by vigorous resistance to capitulating to what is expected. Analogous to a person performing isometric exercises, the act of tension generated by resistance training to environmental determinates builds the muscle fiber of an evolving personality.”

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Book:Dead Toad Scrolls
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Book:The Moonlight Market
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