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When I was born a dog started barking in the hall of the maternity ward. Dr. Sre´cko ripped the mask from his face, tore out of the delivery suite, and said to hell with the country where kids are born at the pound! I still didnt understand at that point, so I filled my lungs with a deep breath and for the first time in my life confronted a paradox: though I didnt have others to compare it to, the world where Id appeared was terrifying, but something forced me to breathe, to bind myself to it in a way I never managed to bind myself to any woman.