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No one owes me anything. No one is obliged to meet my needs. People are people. They are not sexual experiences or career support or a series of well-wishers on my daily rounds. They are not enemies of my enemies or my personal support group or a way of killing time. People are not even a means for us to “get to the next level.” They don't exist to give to us, or to withhold. They are us.