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                                        When my daughter was little, she asked me: "Why are people different?" I replied: "Imagine a world where every man looked like daddy, every woman like mummy, and every child like you." She thought intensely about that, one could tell that she was really picturing that in her head. She shuddered and said: "It's better the way it is."