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Hilary Swank: The Hero


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ach and every time you plan on watching a Hilary Swank film, you are guaranteed to have a good time. An actress that begs for our sympathy and visually demands our attention, Swank has come a long way since her trailer park days in Bellingham, Washington. She has both inspired me and given me hope at times when this crazy cultural struggle between famous and infamous has so vividly invaded our newspapers, magazines, and television screens, and she has proven that the Hollywood scene doesn't necessarily change people. I decisively chose Hilary Swank as my hero to write about after a long night of Starbucks coffee and decision making about my future. I’ve always loved the spotlight, the kind that breathes on your body while you stand on a stage in front of hundreds of people who are concentrating on your ability to make them laugh, cry, and remember what it was like to be a teenager. 

want to be an actor when I grow up, I want to be famous one day, and I want people to appreciate my abilities to make them laugh and cry and remember the things they so dearly miss. And honestly, it has become more difficult to believe in a dream that consists of making movies, when the actors and actresses you see in the news are making news because of their personal lives and not their professional talents. It’s refreshing to look up to an honest actor, someone who is in the business for all the right reasons and you can genuinely count on them for that. (For her major film role in Boys Don’t Cry, Hilary was paid a total of $3,000 for the entire production of the movie, an authentic sign of honest intentions, all of which lead Swank to her first Academy Award.) I believe in doing what you love because you love doing it and with a screen heroine like Hilary Swank, the price of fame is well worth it. For that, I owe her the world.

$450 Billion and Counting!


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here is a famous qoute that defiantely states "if you stand for nothing, you'll fall for anything." With millions of internet websites and television newscasts dedicated to covering every inch of the War on Terror, how is it that political, diplomatic, and even media spin has convinced America to follow through with invading Iraq and Iran? Like Julia Roberts screamed in Erin Brockovich, "why is it that people tend to complicate situations that shouldn't be complicated?" I, in Katie Couric or Anderson Cooper fashion, have searched what seems like millions of internet articles and viewed hundreds of videos that express opinions about the war, personal beliefs on congressional agendas, and why Bush really is or really isn't to blame, looking for answers. A world of suggestive and thought provoking articles, statements and speeches, reasons and reasonings, are available to us nowadays that can lead us to our answers. The problem is, who can we really trust to tell us why this war has costed more than $450 billion dollars+ ? We all want to stand for something more, but we end up falling for anything less. The only way to figure out where all this money is going is to add it up ourselves. So let's do the math.

n January of 2005, a scandalous inspector general's report surfaced that said the United States-led administration that ran Iraq up until June of 2004, had lost track of $9 billion dollars in Iraq War funds. The $8.8 billion was reported to have been spent on salaries, operating and capital expenditures, and reconstruction projects between October 2003 and June 2004. The money came from revenues from the United Nations' former oil-for-food program, oil sales and seized assets -- all Iraqi money. Auditors were unable to verify that the Iraqi money was spent for its intended purpose. In one case, they raised the possibility that thousands of "ghost employees" were on an unnamed ministry's payroll. Pentagon spokesman Bryan Whitman told CNN that the provisional authority was operating under "extraordinary conditions" and relied on Iraqi ministries to manage development money that was transferred to them, which in lesser words, basically blames Iraq itself for misplacing nearly $9 billion dollars. Staffing shortages and turnover also resulted in inadequate oversight of budget execution by Iraqi ministries. But didn't allegations of corruption in the oil-for-food program should raise concerns about the Iraqi government's ability to manage the reconstruction funds? Again, who knows? What we do know is that we are $9,000,000,000 in the hole.

ccording to warresisters.org, the federal budget for the War on Terror will reach $727 billion by the end of 2008. Already, the US is overspending its current budget and we could reach a tremendous $1,000,000,000,000 (that's $1 TRILLION!) by the end of 2009. But as of now, here is how the budget really breaks down: Military Personnel costs $136 billion, Research and Development costs $70 billion, Construction costs $10 billion, Family Housing costs $4 billion, Retired pay and benefits costs $52 billion, International Security costs $10 billion, and Homeland Security (military) costs $31 billion. Matched with the $9 billion that was mismanaged and unaccounted for, that equals a total of nearly $312,000,000,000. Estimations aside, this leaves a ridiculous $138 billion in the dark! Where does all this money go you ask? Below is a chart that visualizes money distribution throughout five different categories:


"Past Military" represents veterans' benefits plus 80% of the interest of War debt. This is expected to rise an estimated 10% by early summer 2008. To break that down into simplified terms: what costs $52 billion right now, will cost $61 billion next summer. After this increase, it could very well rise 15% which would make $61 billion turn into $70 billion. Now, let's review our math: We have a total cost of $312 billion that is completely accounted for. NASA reportedly claims $9 billion, the Executive Office of the President reportedly claims $1.1 billion, the Department of Defense has reportedly said it uses $6 billion for miscellaneous items, and the military reportedly stakes claim over about $1 billion in "uncategorized" dollars. Those reports equals up to roughly $18 billion and when added to our accounted for total, it equals up to about $332,000,000,000 overall, still leaving $118 billion in the dark. The more questions we ask, the less answers we get. The more answers we search for, the more congress sets out to spin the story. The chart above breaks down the spending of our Iraq War budget pretty evenly and comes with sources for spending information. The chart below is a government view of the budget, a distortion of how our income tax dollars are spent because it includes Trust Funds (such as Social Security), and the expenses of part military spending are not distinguished from nonmilitary spending:


And there you have it. $332 billion barely accounted for and $118.7 billion unaccounted for. With a new Presidential election coming next year, will the spending for the war and the war itself slow down? Hillary Clinton has promised to end the war by 2009 if she were to win, but can Clinton recover our financial losses?

Join me in discovering how we can recover nearly $120 billion dollars. Join me in my conversation on how we can recover America's huge financial loss. Leave your views and reviews and let's get talking!

WHEN WILL IT STOP?

Is Bush to Blame?


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hat a terrible shame that the administration never lavished as much attention on significant matter of state - the wars in Iraq and Afghanistan, the Katrina aftermath, and on and on - as it did on the president's stage-managed public appearances. Back in the day, when President Bush still made his micro-engineered photo-op cameos in front of carefully screened regular folks, little was left to chance. But that was before the public - even the carefully screened regular folks - went sour on him, on his devastating war, and on his imperial presidency. Now the only place the commander in chief feels comfortable walking among the little people is in Albania, where his recent visit was described by many American commentators as beling like a "rock star's." You don't need dive-bombing popularity ratings to tell you that this president is finished - the fact that he feels safer in Albania than he does in Albany speaks volumes. The president got so involved with the crowd in the village of Fushe Kruje that bloggers were sure his wristwatch had been snatched, until NBC News showed film indicating that he had actually removed it and put it in his pocket. In this respect the poor fellow should feel safer on his home turf. These days, most Americans would prefer President Bush's head to his watch.

an Bartlett, a man considered closer to the president than Karl Rove, was there from the start: first as a 22-year-old consultant to George W. Bush's campaign for Texas governor, then as his policy adviser, then a rapid-response director for his presidential bid, and finally as the Bush administration's wunderkind communications strategist and the aide closest to the president's ear. Now, the president's most trusted aid, who has been a true believer ever since he signed on to George W. Bush's gubernatorial campaign back in 1993, is jumping ship, going the way of other longtime Bush loyalists such as Karen Hughes, Scott McClellan, and Harriet Miers. In June of 2007, soon after Bush announced Ed Gillespie as the new counselor to the president, Vanity Fair magazine sat down with Bartlett to reflect on those times when the administration's communications shop hasn't exactly done a heckuva job. When asked about the war and when he felt communications went up in smoke, Bartlett said "there was never a more benign incident that turned into a bigger messaging problem than 'Mission Accomplished.' It set the wrong tone for what became a protracted, difficult mission. If there was ever a do-over, that would be it."

"Mission Accomplished" refers to George W. Bush's presidential address on the USS Abraham Lincoln on May 1st, 2003, where a banner that read "Mission Accomplished" was placed on the ship behind President Bush as he made his speech. In his speech, Bush stated at the time that this was the end to major combat operations in Iraq. While this statement did coincide with an end to the conventional phase of the war, Bush's assertion - and the sign - became controversial after guerilla warfare in Iraq increased during the Iraqi insurgency. The vast majority of casualties, among both coalition and Iraq combatants, and from Iraqi civilians, have occured after the speech.

But the whole "Mission Accomplished" debacle isn't the only problem that has plagued Bush's presidency and affected his ratings. In order to really recap what caused the fall of one of the most well-liked presidents of our time, we need to start from the beginning.


o sum it all up clearly and leave out the non-important, boring parts, Bush first won the presidency in 200 as the Republican candidate in a close and controversial contest, in which he lost the nationwide popular vote, but won the electoral vote. As president, Bush pushed through a $1.3 trillion dollar tax cut program and the No Child Left Behind Act. In October of 2001, after the attacks on September 11th, 2001, Bush announced a global War on Terrorism, and ordered an invansion of Afghanistan to overthrow the Taliban, destroy Al-Qaeda, and to capture Osama bin Laden. In March of 2003, Bush ordered the invasion of Iraq, asserting that Iraq was in violation of UN Security Council Resolution 1441 and that the war was necessary for the protection of the United States. Running as a self-described "war president" in the midst of the Iraq War, Bush was re-elected to office on November 2nd, 2004, where his presidential campaign against Senator John Kerry was successful despite controvery over Bush's prosecution of the War on Terror and other domestic issues.

After his re-election, Bush recieved increasingly heated criticism. According to The Gallup Organication, his domestic approval has declined from 90 percent, one of the hightest presidential ratings ever, immediately after the 9/11 attacks to a low of 26 percent (as suggested in a poll taken by Newsweek in June of 2007), the lowest level for any sitting president in the past 35 years.

With a nation at his will and a world at his throat, do you blame president Bush for the mistakes that have led this administration down a dark path and the cost of nearly $500 billion dollars for the War on Terror? Leave your reviews below, broadcast your comments, spread the word, and get this conversation going!


Million Dollar Baby


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If there's magic in boxing, it's the magic of fighting battles beyond endurance, beyond cracked ribs, ruptured kidneys and detached retinas. It’s the marvelous, impressive fights that are packed with bloodshed and chaos that make boxing magical as both a sport that interests us and a spectacle that amazes us.

If there’s magic in Million Dollar Baby, it draws from Clint Eastwood's masterful direction of a film that begs for our sympathy and demands our attention, and the career performances of Hilary Swank, Morgan Freeman, and Eastwood himself. That's not to say that Million Dollar Baby is the next feel-good, inspirational sports film, guaranteed to make you dust off the ol' sneakers. It's probably more accurate to classify the movie as a deep, dark, soul-stirring drama that happens to have sports at its core. It's less about boxing and more about well-developed characters and a masterfully told tale. It's a love story about a man who, disowned by his daughter, finds a replacement in the form of a young girl who is trying to make her mark in the world of boxing. It's not a love story in the respect of a man loving a woman, but rather in the respect of a father loving his daughter. What starts out feeling like a scrawny, trivial, run-of-the-mill sports movie with a wimpy title, ultimately goes the distance to end up as one of the most remarkable, memorable films I have ever seen. 

Despite thousands of excellent screenplays in development today, it's rare to come across a movie like Million Dollar Baby - the kind of movie where you find yourself absolutely wrapped up in its storyline, lost in its characters' lives and goals, and hanging off the edge of your seat with every passing scene. To observe a character on-screen who pursues his or her dreams and chases the prospect of ambition in the same manner you or I would, despite facing personal hardships of his or her own, is just as rare. Personally, I love to see normal people being portrayed in movies because it provides me with a likelihood of aspirations that these goals, no matter how important or not, can be achieved by anyone.  To see a rich, famous, glamorous movie star empower a role as rich and meaningful as those who deserve Academy gold is fascinating to me. However, with an ever-increasing rise in “young Hollywood,” that purpose of finding significant, expressive roles for actors to take on has seemingly taken a backseat to more popular, appealing roles, roles that glorify the party scene and has since led some of the youngest, perhaps most admirable talents, facing personal problems publicly.  Unfortunately, these previously sporadic incidents are becoming more and more common, conceivably creating a glamorous wall of deceit for these young stars who are power-hungry and fame-driven, all the while as film-making suffers. It’s become practically too difficult to find a balance between the allure of Hollywood’s vices and its effects on the box office. To find a good movie to rent on a Saturday night and be able to cuddle up underneath a pile of warm blankets as I watch is more treasured than ever before. Honestly, I just crave a good movie with a good cast and a good storyline. So while Hollywood wild-childs parade around Los Angeles letting all their goodies hang loose from under those short skirts, I ask myself if there is an actor out there who can truly satisfy my hunger for a first-rate film.

Thankfully, there is Hillary Swank, an actress that has restored a sense of understanding amidst this crazy cultural struggle. With a combination of Swank’s killer acting chops and the emotional, heart-felt machine of a movie Million Dollar Baby, our questions are answered for us. Million Dollar Baby is capable of sending a stunning reminder of how great filmmaking truly is. Through every compelling scene, every memorable quote, and even those occasional insignificant moments, I stumbled upon one of the most intriguing, surprising reminders that a good movie isn‘t so hard to find.





In the movie, Hillary Swank plays Maggie Fitzgerald, a poor thirty-one year old waitress who transforms herself into a raw talent with unshakable focus and a marvelous force of will. She’s a fighter, literally and figuratively, and not only does she fight challengers inside the ring, she fights challenges outside of it as well. Maggie's never had much, so she’s quite content with her minimum-wage job and poor boxing techniques. However, Hillary Swank manages to completely turn the stereotypical story of a small-towner with big dreams upside down by sending an encouraging, emotional, and passionate message in this film. She courageously puts her character out there, like a blank canvas that expectedly awaits judgment and limitations. You watch as this beautiful actress becomes and understands her character; you watch as Hillary Swank becomes Maggie Fitzgerald.

“I'm 32, Mr. Dunn, and I'm here celebrating the fact that I spent another year scraping dishes and waitressing which is what I've been doing since 13, and according to you, I'll be 37 before I can even throw a decent punch, which I have to admit, after working on this speed bag for a month, may be the God's simple truth. Other truth is, my brother's in prison, my sister cheats on welfare by pretending one of her babies is still alive, my daddy's dead, and my momma weighs 312lbs. If I was thinking straight, I'd go back home, find a used trailer, buy a deep fryer and some oreos. Problem is, this the only thing I ever felt good doing. If I'm too old for this, then I got nothing.”

Maggie’s outspoken words are hardly what you would expect from someone in her position to say, a position with no room to negotiate and no safety net to fall into. But it just so happens that when Maggie meets an old boxing trainer carrying a stern face, they would bond over the actuality that they’ve each lived mutually miserable lives and that neither of them have any family left. Unknowingly, they have much more in common than they think.

Clint Eastwood plays Frankie Dunn, a washed-up, grizzly old boxing trainer and owner of the Hit Pit, a stinky, run down boxing gym in the shadow of downtown Los Angeles. It's hard to tell if Frankie has more wrinkles on his leathery face or more excess emotional baggage in his soul. Somehow hoping to be forgiven for his neglected relationship with his daughter and a devastating choice he made with one of his boxers many years ago, Frankie has attended Mass every day for the past twenty-three years. His only friend is a perceptive former boxer named Eddie "Scrap" Dupris, played by Morgan Freeman, who now sleeps on a cot in the gym in exchange for puttering around the place with a mop and a bucket. Frankie and Scrap have been friends for many years but you wouldn't know it from listening to the two; they bicker like an old married couple. They've each had equal disappointment in their experiences, and both seem to get comfort from pointing out each other's shortcomings.

Frankie is one of the best trainers around, but he's too overprotective to recognize when a fighter is ready for a title bout. He recently lost his best fighter to another trainer, so naturally he's in no mood to have anything to do with the poorly skilled Maggie who's prepaid six months worth of gym dues and nags him to be her trainer. Frankie thinks thirty-one-year-olf Maggie's too old to make a splash in the boxing ring. Besides he’s a traditionalist; he disagrees with the basic premise of a woman fighting. But, Maggie refuses to take "no" for an answer. Trying to overcome her white trash roots, Maggie sees boxing as her way to distance herself from her upbringing and eventually convinces Frankie to train her.

Unbeknownst to Frankie, Maggie's entering the gym is a turning point in his life, as well as a turning point in the movie. It is a chance for him to redeem himself. He can reverse his past career mistakes as well as correct his misgivings as a father. The story now becomes not about boxing, but about a man reckoning his past. Frankie realizes that, just like in boxing, sometimes you have to do the opposite of what seems natural. To hit with the left hand, a boxer must push off with the right foot. To rekindle his relationship with his daughter, Frankie must learn to love Maggie.

Eventually, Maggie gains Frankie‘s trust and the two begin working together, practicing techniques and training, as he teaches her what and what not to do in matches.  They embark on a lasting relationship of misunderstandings and compassion, and after months of hard work and mediocre fights, Maggie ends up in the ring with many eligible top contenders. It doesn’t take long before she hits her stride, and match after match, she delivers. She’s moves up in weight class twice, and soon managers begin to suppress in fear of having their talents drop like flies before the first round is even over. It becomes harder and harder to find matches, and it gets to the point where Frankie has to go into his own pocket to get a decent fight and sweeten the purse by paying managers on the side. Already having lost two former competitors before they get to the title, Frankie decides to take a risk and books Maggie in a match against the current champion, a vicious, angry looking former prostitute from South Berlin, Billie “The Blue Bear.” Evidently, she doesn’t take on any of her competitors ambiguously, routinely using dirty tricks and foul play to get the upper-hand and often using her man-like appearance to spook challengers.

With words of wisdom and support from Frankie in her corner, Maggie rushes into the match, unleashing a mighty on-slough of aggression, only to be counter-matched by the current champion’s desire to hold on to the championship belt. After several rounds, with sweat overwhelming their faces and blood serving as a top-layer to the ring canvas, the action begins to heat up. “I want you to knock her in those titties until they turn blue and fall off,” Frankie shouts as Maggie pummels Billie’s side. The match becomes a game of cat and mouse - Maggie swings and Billie moves; Billie throws a hard right and Maggie catches it. It becomes the kind of match that only true sports' enthusiasts could appreciate, the kind of match that you don’t mind paying to see and would love to watch all over again. As fanatics of a packed building cheer and jeer, “The Blue Bear” decides to reach into her dirty bag of tricks as often as possible. Her mercy has no limits: dirty jabs, intimidating, prohibited strikes, and, flawless, illegal punches. Even the referee can’t manage to control the kind of raw thoughtlessness that Billie possesses, and he calls for the bell in attempt to ease the animosity. Naturally, like the saying goes, even enemies have respect for one another. But, Billie doesn’t look at Maggie as an enemy, she looks at her as her rival, the only individual out that who is genuinely capable of taking what means the most away from her - her title.

Billie starts back to her corner as the referee turns his back, and Maggie crawls to her feet and saunters to her corner as well, but not before looking back to catch one last glance at Billie. Unfortunately, it was a mistake and as Frankie constantly counseled her, “Always protect yourself.” Billie throws a hard right, the sound of her boxing glove echoing throughout the arena as it grinds into Maggie’s face, which, expectedly, sends her to the ground. The deafening applause that once kept things interesting quiet down and the facial expressions that once publicized entertainment, now twist into fear.

“Always protect myself, how many times did he tell me…”





It turns out the championship match, the million dollar match, would be Maggie’s last. That night after receiving a vicious assault from Billie “The Blue Bear,” Maggie was sent to the mat, directly in the path of a corner stool. Despite Frankie frantically trying to move it out of the way, he couldn’t reach it in time, and Maggie hits it with neck-shattering intensity and becomes paralyzed from the neck down. Venting his rage at the unjust and unfair circumstances, Frankie originally holds his old friend “Scrap” responsible, but convincingly ends up blaming himself for training her against his better judgment.

After resting in a rehab clinic for several days, held out on hope after a disappointing visit from her theme-park-wardrobed family, a voice-strained Maggie confides to Frankie that she’s “seen it all,” and asks to be relieved of her suffering, forcing Frankie to question the morality of it all. Maggie soon develops bed sores, a result of having to stay in the same position for so long, and one of her legs have to be amputated. She attempts suicide by biting her tongue a few times, hoping to bleed to death. She’s subdued in efforts to control any further attempts of suicide. No longer able to have conversations with anyone, Frankie ultimately injects her with an overdose of adrenaline so that she can pass quietly. As he is injecting her, he whispers the meaning of “Mo Cuishle,” a Gaelic phrase that he referred to her in matches throughout the movie, which means “My darling, My blood.” Soon after, Maggie passes away and Frankie Dunn disappears, leaving the squared circle for good and the memory of his experience with Maggie Fitzgerald forever instilled in his heart.

Million Dollar Baby is a true blockbuster; that’s why I chose to write about this particular film. What was genuinely interesting to me about Million Dollar Baby is that it wasn’t just a boxing movie, it was a film that told a story that will truly move your soul and leave a lasting impression. There's nothing light-hearted about it, so be prepared. Try understanding these characters and try putting yourself in their positions. It may not change your mind, and it may not adhere to your morals, but you're not just paying to see the film; you’re buying into so much more when you watch this movie. You don't have to share or adapt to the films' point of view in order to enjoy it, because we can all relate to the battles Maggie dealt with.  The thing about Million Dollar Baby is that it’s not an architectural blueprint. Each time you watch it, it takes free-form and becomes much more improvisational than you’d expect, allowing freedom for the actors and allowance from the viewer. If you want to make a good movie, you have to take a risk.

My principal purpose behind writing this essay was to draw relations from the normal person to someone famous. I decided to write about Million Dollar Baby predominantly due to Hillary Swank’s performance in it, something sincerely stunning and extraordinary. She’s not the typical Hollywood star, coming from a poor background like Maggie and not just acting in this movie but living, as if she was her character. When I was younger, I had everything that a child should have: good parents, a good home, food on the table at supper time, and friends and family. Unluckily for me, this all had a shelf life. My parents divorced when I was just about three years old, so you can imagine how much of that “perfect” life I actually got to enjoy. My mother received custody of my older brother, while my father received custody of me, not just physically sending a divide through my family but on paper as well. I felt shameful, and like any ignorant child who goes through a divorce, told myself over and over and over that if only I was good enough, just good enough to the point where these problems that weren’t mine and I had nothing to do with, would be settled out of the fact that I was worth it to them. Of course, it’s been several years now, and, eventually, we all move on from those childhood tendencies. Something that hasn’t changed is my relationship with the latter of my family. My brother is almost twenty-one now, I think. I’m not sure because it has been so long since I’ve had to purchase any birthday presents for him, but he calls me every now and then. He says that he quit school his eleventh grade year and now works with my mother’s sister’s husband in order to earn some money, simultaneously informing me with those words that he won’t be going to college any time soon, if ever. I can’t tell you how old my mother is, not because it’s in-polite to ask or tell a woman’s age, but because I haven’t the slightest clue. I haven’t seen my mom in roughly ten years this October or September, maybe even December. It sounds pathetic on paper and over-used in stories, but drugs are the core of her problems and our relationship. I can remember the last time I knew just how troublesome it was going to be for me and her when I got older.

My grandmother use to drive this ‘ole red and white Cadillac up to the local McDonald’s with my brother and me, and we would sit and wait for our mom to pick us up. And as much as you could count on the sun setting that afternoon, you could expect her to be there - most of the time. The very last time I saw my mother was one morning, sitting in that Cadillac with my brother. We must’ve waited for hours, longer than my grandmother should have let us wait for the sake of our own hearts, and she never came and she never called and she never stopped by. I don’t know why it was that she decided to end there, and I don’t want to. To this day I don’t ask questions, and my family doesn't give me answers… the only memories I have of my mother are of her and her problems. I can remember staying at a druggie's house one night, scared like a dog that just got beat with Tuesday's newspaper, or another time when her then-husband hit her and her screams soared through the house like an echo that still rings in my ears today. I could probably write a book about my life, change a few names, and make a few dollars, which is the funny thing.

Yet, no matter the amount of well-groomed essays and clever words in them, I can’t really tell my story. Your mouth will be dry from reading this and for that I apologize, but it’s only because I sincerely questioned whether or not I should even begin to write this deep into why this film had such an emotional impact on me, to open up this can of worms, because it is so personal, confusing, and questionable. But like “Scrap” Dupris says in the movie, “Anyone can lose one fight. You can come back from this and you’ll be champion of the world.”

It’s in my writing that I look to distance myself from these past hardships.

It’s from our pain that we grow stronger. Just look at Maggie.


   
   

 
 

 

 

             

 

 

                      

 

 

 
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