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I was walking to lunch one day, and a guy on a bicycle got hit by a pickup truck. It ran over his head, killing him instantly. Seeing this, I didn't feel anything -- not revulsion, not sadness, not fear. Just kind of blank. That worried me for quite awhile. I thought people were supposed to get hysterical when someone died unexpectedly right in front of them.
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Sìn a nall na cuaranan sin. -- Cha mhór is fheairrde thu iad, tha iad coltach ri cat air a dhathadh
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