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I’m sorry, but I just don’t care. I don’t care if Chloe is a real Kardashian. I don’t care about the last name of the guy that designed your new high heels or how much Captain Morgan you like in your Diet Coke. What has happened to real, honest conversation? The kind that gets you really thinking, the kind that breeds in you an urgent desire to live wildly and to do it now. I don’t know when it was that we settled.