story time: when i was a kid, like 10-12, my dad sharpened my little pocket knife for me and said "here, now you can cut yourself", me being me, i put it on my palm and just sliced, yes it was sharp, yes it cut and yes it went deep. I freaked out and held my hand tightly closed for like 2 hours, no blood came out. But when i slowly opened my hand, i couldn't find the cut, i couldn't pry the skin to see where it was. Freaked me out and never tried it again since
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