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We are all leaning beings. That is our way of standing tall. Buffalo Bill's son does not shoot as well as his father, but he is training. Maybe Paul cuts hair just as well as his father does, but to do so, his dad would have to give him his a chance, or, at least, see him. Two different fights, two different times, for one same urge to be recognized, two different stories that never stop rebounding of one another.