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Class reunions are weird. The one everyone was afraid to see again was the asshole football player, you know the type: arrogant, mean, a bully, walked around with a sneer on his face all through high school. Yeah he was the star football player... on a team that sucked, lost every game except one our senior year. And he was the nicest person I've talked to in months, and the conversation I had with him was better, more intelligent, more honest, than any other conversation I had last night. Who would have thought? The biggest asshole is now a kind, caring person. You can tell it just by looking at him, you can see it in his face. Everyone has problems, things that happen to them, things that are tough to get through. It's how you deal with those things that makes you who you are.
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