Chow: Sigh... are we all not fools when it comes to love?
Old man: hm?
Chow: Since it is impossible to love without hate, the question now becomes which of the two do we choose to lean on day to day. Yet, even if we lean towards love, hate lingers behind the scene, and even if we lean towards hate, love lingers behind the scene. Madness... simply maddening.
Old man: hm... why are you saying this to me?
Chow: Its catharsis I guess.
Old man: Utterly pointless.
Chow: Even for self reflection?
Old man: Reflection is only possible when there is something to reflect upon. Now that you have catharted, what is there left to reflect?
Chow: But keeping it in destroys me.
Old man: Yet letting it out is just another form of escapism. Besides, how can anything destroy you?
Chow: ... at most it destroys my body, it destroys the ego, but it doesn't destroy me.
Old man: So what is the problem then?
Chow: Nothing... nothing at all.
*hits Chow on the head with a stick*
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