As I child, I always cheated and crossed my eyes to make these work, and saw them as a child—concave and unintelligible. Now that I am a man I finally learned to discard childish ways and trigger these properly by staring off into the far distance and tuning out all the stress of the modern world.
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As I child, I always cheated and crossed my eyes to make these work, and saw them as a child—concave and unintelligible. Now that I am a man I finally learned to discard childish ways and trigger these properly by staring off into the far distance and tuning out all the stress of the modern world.
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Whoa the crossed eyes thing is wild. The human body is weird.