Tuesday, February 14, 2012
Intuition and Survival
When I was a junior in high college, a collection of my friends was plotting to go bowling on a Saturday night. I got permission from my parents to go and loaded into a automobile. There must have been eight of us packed in there, and I was sitting on my best friends lap as the automobile drove away. More information: read
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