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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Lost Continent by Edgar Rice Burroughs: account for it.
Naturally, being a naval officer and consequently in the
best society of the federation, I have seen much of women.
With others, I have laughed at the assertions of the savants
that modern man is a cold and passionless creation in
comparison with the males of former ages--in a word, that
love, as the one grand passion, had ceased to exist.
I do not know, now, but that they were more nearly right
than we have guessed, at least in so far as modern civilized
woman is concerned. I have kissed many women--young and
beautiful and middle aged and old, and many that I had no
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