He is me. Another me. Both me and not. I see me and I see someone else. I steal from him. He steals from me. We are stealing from each other. We are both ourselves and not. I am him and me, he is me and himself. And yet, we will never be the same again. You cannot study someone as we do and remain unchanged. You have to steal. You even have to give. We will always have a part, however small, of each other with us. For better or for worse.
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