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>What passes for hip cynical transcendence of sentiment is really some kind of fear of being really human, since to be really human [...] is probably to be unavoidably sentimental and naïve and goo-prone and generally pathetic.

Is Mao Mao's balance between cynical and sentimental welcome or do you wish it would just go a little more one way or the other?