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Light Blue Chapter 1. Light Blue Chapter 2. Light Blue Chapter 3. Saturday, October 11, 2014. Formulas Are For Numbers, Not People. All of these are equations, and simple ones at that. Ask anyone who loves math why they love math and youre almost certain to get the same answer. They will say that the beauty in math is that it doesnt change. You can debate politics, economics, literature, film, history even, but not math. One plus one equals two, period. If you debate this you are a moron. His ex-wi.CONTENT
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