Though you may see him as a pest, the villain who feeds on crops sown with your sweat and your seed, he is in his own mind—however slight it might be—a hero of the first order, the most magnificent beast ever to roam this planet, and, therefore, entitled whatever he can wrap his jaws around.
So it is between man and bug.
So it is between man and man.
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