You just arrived to the madhouse to meet your new case. You open the door and you see a really calm man sitting on the floor and smoking a cigarette. His gaze pierce you like he's staring right in your nakes soul..then he continues watching the smoke and smiles and in low tember he says Oh, what we have here...another patient. he plays with words like that because his ex-terapists ended up like patients aren't they tired of trying to fix what's not broken? sighs
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