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While the blinking eyelids of befuddled students shakes the tile flooring of the auditorium-esque classroom, I stare intently - fixated on a distant object like the one so many desire to see. The object, then, is the absolute enigma. The thing that I will probably never have, yet continue to dream about. When I wake up. While I'm driving. When I
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