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When I was 18 I moved to a small apartment near my job, two cities over from where I had lived all my life. At that time I was very depressed, with absolutely no faith in humanity anymore, thinking that everyone was greedy and selfish. Then winter came and a coworker asked me if I had enough blankets to get by, offering to lend me some. I didn't need it, but the offer alone was enough to break me. At that point in my life I really didn't believe people were capable of doing even the smallest thing for others without getting something in return.