Okay. So I have this big pizza. With slices, right. And I want to share this pizza with other people. But, some slices have been taken already. I could say that I gave most of the slices to one person, thinking that some of his slices would be given too me. After seeing that he was not gonna share some pizza with me and that I was giving away all my slices to this person, the party was over. So I had a few slices left, and invited someone else, so whatever was left of this pizza was given to him, and he ate, and ate, and ate and when he was full he left the party. So there are still a few pieces left, but there enough for me to eat and share with my family, and I don't have enough for any other party goers, but I want to share, but that would mean I would be left to starve because everyone else is eating the few slices that are left. But, wait, I met someone who gave me a few slices, and I took them, and added them to my box of pizza, but these are not mine, but at least gave me a little more for me too survive. I was very thankful. But now that there is someone else who wants to be invited to the party has nothing to eat, and I wish and am trying to share pizza with this person but I don't have much left and I'm afraid that if I give him the slices that are left I wont get any back. I'm afraid of giving away whatever is left. I don't want to loose them. But I don't want to loose him. I mean I love this pizza party with him.
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