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“-¿Cómo estás, Bess? -Habla, tras unos minutos en total silencio. Odio esa pregunta. A la gente le importa una mierda si te encuentras bien o no, pero preguntan de cualquier modo. El significado de esas palabras se pierde en una conversación cotidiana en la que la única respuesta esperada es un simple: bien. Sin embargo, en terapia psicológica, decir que estás bien, es signo de que todo va muy mal.”

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