Hacking Your Blind Spots™ | Part 2

The answer is usually hidden in plain sight.
Sometimes he’d sit in the front row. Other times, he’d blend in with hundreds or thousands of spectators. Sometimes he was a she. I would never know in advance.

Loneliness Kills. Literally.


Solitary confinement is the ultimate punishment. More than hanging around with a bunch of murderers and rapists. Think about it.

Where there’s a womb, there’s a way.


I have this tendency to make provocative choices. Really, I don’t mean to inflame. My TEDMED was called “Innovate Where it Hurts” because that’s what I’m passionate about. The stronger the pain, the more my belly is on fire.

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