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“La gente no sabe lo duro que es tener miedo al hombre con quien vives. Es lo peor de todo. Entras en tu casa como si entrases en la guarida de un lobo y respiras si él no está. Y cuando viene, rezas para que no haya bebido, no haya perdido en el juego y venga tranquilo. No sabes qué hacer ni adónde ir, el miedo te paraliza el cuerpo y la mente. Solo eres miedo.”

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