There is always someone looking at the watcher who's taking notes from the back of the class about who in the stuffy room is most likely to get away with murder. The most likely candidate is the teammate who will have your back during good times and bad with the long-term goal of posting another trophy on his/her wall. Who to trust in this age of ambivalence? The one who loves you and is loath to let you wander the forest alone. Who better to hear your cries for help than the confidant that brought you to the precipice?
Rlargusa: He lived louder than love.
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