Dear Lone Wolf, It seems odd to speak of lone wolves to you, a person that is so intricately… connected. And yet, as you read on, you will relate to…
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Once upon a time, I, Chuang Chou, dreamt I was a butterfly, fluttering hither and thither, to all intents and purposes a butterfly. I was conscious only of my happiness…
“The world has changed, and it will never move backward. In order for the next generation to be successful, they will need to think differently, and that begins by knowing…
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Ashley was a gifted basketball player. He had skills that could not be taught, and it never seemed like he ran down the floor. He glided. Although I had several…