When does enough become enough?
What do you call a person who makes the same mistakes because he likes them?
Why does one fall in love with the one person he cannot have?
Why did Winona Ryder have to die in Autumn in New York?
Why is violence being revered and love being desecrated?
Why is the value of the life of a pavement-dweller less than mine?
Why do we pretend we have all the answers?
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