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For me, there's a sort of absurdness factor: none of us are ever going to be any conceivable kind of threat to any of these people, let alone a physical danger, so you tip over and out of reality. If we're talking about A. Barbie Lloyd who we might well run into in the pub at some point, it's a whole different dynamic.
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