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Intro. No, look at yourself: Bruises under the eyes, pale. When was the last time I slept?! You won’t get out of here anymore, I won’t take your eyes off you anymore. His glasses sternly gleamed, his hands held tightly by the shoulders. I felt negligible when he stood opposite me. In addition, he is a psychotherapist ... God, what wind did I become his care?!

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