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As Many Have Noted, The Peril For Authors Is That Our Work Space Is Too Easily Our Play Space.

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There Are Kinds Of Action, For Good Or Ill, That Lie So Far Outside The Boundaries Of Normal Behavior That They Force Us, In Acknowledging That They Have Occurred, To Restructure Our Own Understanding Of Reality. We Have To Make Room For Them.

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