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“I sensed we were now in for another microscopically observed advanced discussion, this time on jealousy - a subject which not only I had never heard ma speak of, but which I myself didn't speak of, didn't want to admit to, mainly lest it bring on my own version of Yes-but and Terror Of Other People And Not Just On Difficult Days.”

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Book:Milkman
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