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People generally liked to have control over their own lives. That was why there was such a stigma against going to therapy, even in the...

Ingrid came in hesitantly, shrouded in baggy article upon article of clothing. She always dressed like this, as long as he had known her,...

His next patient was a girl named Ingrid Alquist. She was an unfortunate girl. She had been forced into womanhood quite early, and...

Dr. Atilol glanced at the white plastic clock, ticking quietly on his wall. The hands, simple strips of black plastic against the...

There was something visually pleasing about a drawer filled with perfectly organized files, each one carefully organized and...

So a while ago I started reading a book called 1Q84 by Haruki Murakami. And honestly, it was pretty good... Except that the female...