—How are you?
—Fine.
—Fine, fine, or half fine?
—Fine, like when your life is in chaos, and you have a visitor. And then you place everything in a hurry, but more than placing, you hide. That is to say: you pretend. And then, of course, everything goes back to the floor when you’re left alone.
Moral of the story: don’t pretend.
AG
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