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"If I knew...Because I heard this song, I'm in tears. For no reason."

"It's not for nothing, it just makes me also."

"By the way, not long ago, a sick black young man was assaulted by the same black cops. The black cops were not black. They must have killed more brutally than the other races. No doubt...When I passed by too, looking at all of my race, I think there are times when I hate them more than any other people and I am ignoring. Hatred doesn't come from skin color or any external heterogeneity. It seems that homogeneity cannot prevent it. It exists deeper than ethnic characteristics or sharing. I also thought that it comes from the hidden consciousness of (original sin) in humans. How to deal with that? It is an important responsibility for artists... It seems that what we see and what we have is not everything. (A pig satisfied and dissatisfied Socrates)"

"Because the animal called human is ultimately too fragile, it seems that in addition to friendly feelings for people of the same kind as them, the opposite tendencies are just as great...I think humans are the most insignificant creatures.."

"It does. Whether it is misfortune or happiness to know that... I'm going to eat dried Pollack soup now. I hope you too have a pleasant dinner time. Goodbye, my president, my bulletin board."

"Whatever it is, having dinner with warm dried pollack soup is happiness."

"What are you eating at evening, Chairman?"

"I don't know yet. Either way, this should make for a happy hour."

"..... If you're next to me, I could go to a bakery together. I often go to the Bakery... I remember going to a bakery 40 years ago and each of us ate a donas, a twist, a fish cake, and a cigarette for my bad friends."

"laughing......."

"Maybe the bakery owner loved us then. Because he kicked us out to go to school."
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