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I remember I was about 7 years old when I realized that if I had been born to other parents, in another country or time period, I wouldn’t know I wasn’t «me» and wouldn’t have been able to compare with that other life. Because – well, obviously, I wouldn’t have been the same person, with the same experience.
Where’s that line about «becoming like little children» from, again? Be careful, kids ask the damnedest things!