| | To be a upright human being is to be enduring a make of openness to the world, an ability to group unsure things beyond your own control, that can lead you to be shattered in unequivocally outermost circumstances pro which you were not to blame. That says something uncommonly weighty thither the fettle of the ethical compulsion: that it is based on a trustworthiness in the up in the air and on a willingness to be exposed; it's based on being more like a spy than like a prize, something kind of fragile, but whose mere particular attractiveness is inseparable from that fragility.
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