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The Lost Art of Compassion. My heart hangs low in my chest today. Eight people were killed by firing squad in Indonesia this morning as an attempted deterrent to drug smugglers everywhere. Eight people faced their killers, all of whom denied the offer of a hood. It is said they died with dignity, as dignified as being shot whilst tied to a plank can surely be. I just wonder how gung-ho these armchair executioners would be if these men were their own family.
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E is for Estranged. 21 things I learnt the hard way. August 11, 2015. 1 Honesty is the best policy. Also, if you lie to save feelings, itll come back to haunt you and the feelings wont be saved, anyway. 2 On that, confrontation is best actually confronted. If you try to avoid it, the issuell arise anyway and youll have it up by trying to low key confront the issue otherwise known as high key avoiding it. To act like a regular, functioning human being. 8 Even at seven thirty in the morning, t.PARSED CONTENT
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