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So where better to start by summing up the whole Weltanschauung of the trip by beginning at the beginning itself: to commence as a stranger with a clear mind, and to do this as far removed from the rest of society as possible. There are some things however that I can't avoid about what I've left behind, that may have been the catalyst for being here in the first place. With every book read, every selfish act seen, every media flash swirling around in my visual cortex, it all leads down the same dead-end street. There's a small possibility that I'm not the problem after all. And if I'm not the problem, if there's not something wrong with me, is there something terribly wrong with this world?
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