It seems to me that at one point, it was a mark of pride to help out a friend in need. That is to say, when a friend called you up with a particular problem, a conundrum of some sort, it was your job to take on that problem in conversation. To sit and wrestle with that problem temporarily, as deeply and carefully as if the problem were your very own. If…
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