We are creatures built on a house of cards of language. — Stefan Molyneux
We are creatures built on a house of cards of language. — Stefan Molyneux
We are creatures built on a house of cards of language. — Stefan Molyneux
We are creatures built on a house of cards of language. — Stefan Molyneux
We are creatures built on a house of cards of language. — Stefan Molyneux
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We are creatures built on a house of cards of language.

— Stefan Molyneux
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