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Everyone do not recognize what their hands wrought, the junkie's death may affect them, but, that's it. Ultimately it is he who is blamed for his own death, the bad seed maybe. But why was he so cold in the first place, why did he lose the ability to love, and what's everyone's responsibility in this respect. If he’s really this inhumane, then why did he cry? Maybe his love was only repressed by his upbringing and relative social conditions. By considering the criminal fully responsible for his own crime, not only is the notion of a fully conscious human being over-estimated, but also society fails to recognize its own responsibility, its lack of consciousness. The crime is not fully his own. Affects everyone just is not enough, more is needed. Enjoyed it.