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M
.
I
gave
you
that
book
to
read
because
I
thought
you
would
feel
identified
with
him
.
You
’
re
a
Holden
Caulfield
.
He
doesn
’
t
fit
anywhere
and
you
don
’
t
.
C
.
I
don
’
t
wonder
,
the
way
he
goes
on
.
He
doesn
’
t
try
to
fit
.
M
.
He
tries
to
construct
some
sort
of
reality
in
his
life
,
some
sort
of
decency
.
C
.
It
’
s
not
realistic
.
Going
to
a
posh
school
and
his
parents
having
money
.
He
wouldn
’
t
behave
like
that
.
In
my
opinion
.
M
.
I
know
what
you
are
.
You
’
re
the
Old
Man
of
the
Sea
.
C
.
Who
’
s
he
?
M
.
The
horrid
old
man
Sinbad
had
to
carry
on
his
back
.
That
’
s
what
you
are
.
You
get
on
the
back
of
everything
vital
,
everything
trying
to
be
honest
and
free
,
and
you
bear
it
down
.
I
won
’
t
go
on
.
We
argued
—
no
,
we
don
’
t
argue
,
I
say
things
and
he
tries
to
wriggle
out
of
them
.
It
’
s
true
.
He
is
the
Old
Man
of
the
Sea
.
I
can
’
t
stand
stupid
people
like
Caliban
,
with
their
great
deadweight
of
pettiness
and
selfishness
and
meanness
of
every
kind
.
And
the
few
have
to
carry
it
all
.
The
doctors
and
the
teachers
and
the
artists
—
not
that
they
haven
’
t
their
traitors
,
but
what
hope
there
is
,
is
with
them
—
with
us
.
