I think the most interesting parts of human experience might be the sparks that come from that sort of chipping flint of cultures rubbing against each other. And living on the border between Mexico and the U.S. for so many years gave me a lot of insight into that.
As is known it is in the realm of experience inaugurated by psychoanalysis that we may grasp along what imaginary lines the human organism in the most intimate recesses of its being manifests its capture in a symbolic dimension.
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I eventually became proud of my strikeouts because each one represented another learning experience.
