“I can win her!” I shouted in my fullest voice, only to realize that the argument in the line had stopped and that I was now the only one yelling. For many people, this would be embarrassing, but I’ve been to enough Halloween parties in my life to know what true embarrassment really is.

I brushed off the odd looks and snapped the book closed. I noticed that the price tag was a measly $3.99; a small price to pay to learn how to win the heart and soul of Minnie Dawkins.

It was one of the few times in my life that I can pinpoint when a new era began. It was reading that one line from the small book that started my obsession and engrossment in Sun Tzu’s ‘The Art of War.’

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