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RE: Glass House and Wooden Door Folks

When you point a finger, the others all point back at you. Food for thought, I find myself always thinking back to my teenage years and think, what was it like?

I reflect back since I hear so many of my age group complaining about the youth of today, were we any better? I don't think so, just think back.

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I cannot agree with you more, why are we so cruel to each other