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    Stranger, the document discusses how we perceive strangers based on our own hopes and fears rather than who they truly are. We see in strangers what we expect to see or what we are ourselves. However, we are all strangers to some degree because no one knows themselves perfectly.

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    Discrimination exists because we don't know our selves perfectly.

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    Stranger, the document discusses how we perceive strangers based on our own hopes and fears rather than who they truly are. We see in strangers what we expect to see or what we are ourselves. However, we are all strangers to some degree because no one knows themselves perfectly.

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    Stranger,

    Let me tell you about


    The way I see a stranger.

    Walking... Watching... Wandering... More than thousands of faces... Do I ask

    myself who are they? Do they ask themselves who am I? Inevitably, appearance dictates the shape
    in which the essence of the stranger will be moulded in my mind. And appearance is dictated by
    either our hopes or our fears. We see what we expect to see... we see what we are.
    But then this would mean that there are no strangers at all, and yet I am looking to you,
    STRANGER, as if I don’t know you. Do you know why?

    Because I don’t know myself perfectly.

    Em

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