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Tucson, Arizona

Success is a planned event "You hate what you must become today. Gone is the family man, the best friend, the bearer of good will. For a few hours each and every week he must go away. The shadow must emerge from that dark corner of his soul. It is this side of you that you keep from your loved ones. The man on a lonely mission, bent on challenging what was thought to be possible, even if he must do so with his last dying breath. To go to a place where few men have been. To not know the meaning of limitation. You hate the task that lies before you. It is this hate that nourishes the Animal. This hate provides the sustenance for new growth. Shit. You love this hate. Today is different