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We are born, and must do the best with what we have. We must do well in school and try to blend. The most popular person is made "a standard to strive toward", but made impossible to achieve.                 We must go to college and get a great job, or at least one that makes us rich (though many of us won't. We must marry our soulmate and hope it works out.          We must have children, raise them, do well at work, get a raise, make enough money to send our children to college. They will do as we did. Repeat.   

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