play with fire, would you?

Because we're all just contradicting humans, what we utter are paradoxes. And most of the time we don't really know why is that so. We just don't know. I just don't know.
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Economics. What shall I do with you?
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She flashed a smile at that lone stranger at the corner. She looked flushed, beads of sweat were trickling down her cheekbone, but she was radiating with joy. Her self at that moment was an insouciant being, unaware about the impending disaster. How vile is reality, he thought, for there is nothing that his frail self can do, nothing but contributing cowardice. He was a looming tormented soul.