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"I think he was frightfully good as a doctor or psychologist or something because he didn't do anything at all. He made me sit down in a chair and got a couple of cups of tea from the wardroom and gave me a cigarette and started talking about himself."

 

—From Requiem for a Wren by Nevil Shute, 1955

 

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