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Yes, I feel a deep sense of empathy and identification with Dottore... You might be wondering what I mean—am I a murderer or a mad scientist? No, no, that’s not the kind of empathy I’m talking about... Dottore didn’t belong anywhere; Dottore was always an outcast; Dottore never had a real friend; Dottore lost everyone who mattered to him; Dottore was someone whom everyone hated for no reason; Dottore just wanted help, but instead of help, they called him a monster.