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diluted concentration
one word at a time
16.9.03
oneword.: doom
: "I can't stand people who walk around in a cloud of doom. I remember selling family portraits once and a young mother said to me, 'Why would I want a photo of my kids? The world will end in a few years anyway so what is the point?' "
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