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I never answered your question, if Iβd ever thought about being human. Once. I was on a track in the andes, and a hummingbird flew up to me and just hovered there staring at me. Its tiny heart was pattering like a machine gunβ¦ And I thought, βwhat a thing, you know, to have to work that hard every day just to stay alive, to be constantly on the verge of death, and how satisfying every day must be that it survivedβ¦β And that was the only time I thought about being human.
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