Dear Fukuzawa Yukichi,
You don't know me, as you've been dead for over 100 years. However, I feel as though I know you. Very, very well. Too well, in fact.
I just want you to know that I hate you and all that you stand for. Well, not really. But I hate that your life was so 'profound' that I must write a paper on it. You racist Japanese bastard-
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