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The Interpretation of Dreams

This book delves into the intricate world of dreams, offering insights into their psychological and symbolic meanings. It examines the theories and techniques for interpreting dreams, providing a comprehensive guide to understanding the subconscious mind. more

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Sigmund Freud
Sigmund Freud

Sigmund Freud, born on May 6, 1856, in Moravia, and died on September 23, 1939, in London, was an Austrian neurologist and the founder of psychoanalysis. Known as the father of modern psychology, Freud made significant contributions to the understanding of human psychology, introducing concepts such as the unconscious mind, dream analysis, and sexual theory. more

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