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...love is always infidelity, isn__ it? Always a betrayal of someone or something. Even with your first girl, when you__e seventeen and living at home, you__e still cheating. Cheating on your parents. Pretending to be a child with them and a man with her. Having to hide the smile on your face and the scent of her on your body. And all that hiding making it so much more precious, so much more exciting. And you__e cheating on your friends too. Pretending you__e still one of the gang, when all you are is her lover and you could care less about any of them. And it doesn__ matter how old you are, or how free you are, you still cheat. A single man with a job in love with a single girl, he__ still unfaithful. He__ cheating every time he drives to work and pretends to go through the old routine, while in his mind he__ really with her, rushing to her, flowing all over her. Just walking down the street, pretending to be a regular human being, he__ betraying all the other human beings around him. Because he__ nothing like them. He__ not walking next to them at all. He__ not even there. He__ with her.