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When I was in college, I came back to my room one day to find my roomate drunk and passed out, with an underage girl in his bed, and some mushrooms and liquor scattered on the floor. I had found out a week or so before hand that he was on parole after killing a woman while driving drunk and was not supposed to be anywhere near alcohol. I invited his PO, girlfriend, and the RA and RD from the dorms over for a chat. He left with the parole officer and a few men in blue, the girl was picked up by her parents, and I didn't have a roomate for the rest of the semester.
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There are no absolute rules of conduct, either in peace or war. Everything depends on circumstances.
Leon Trotsky
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