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I was compulsively overeating when I was eight years old.
Excelsior, higher and higher, but only step by step.
I'm a street fighter.
We are still fighters.
People go and hide, but I don't. I'm a fighter.
Our first intuitions are the true ones.
We trained like we fight.
Being old is such a treat!
I'm a fighter. I'm a lover.