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So you’ve set up your apartment, house or cabin in the woods, and now you’re alone. Or you’ve filled your home with a mate, kids, friends or pets, and there you are! In your haven. Or are you? Do you want to come home at the end of the day? Is there loneliness, or is there tension, arguing, polite non-conversation, pretending or smoldering resentment? Is your home clean and orderly, or is it in chaos, strewn with pizza boxes, dirty dishes, unopened bills? Home: haven or hell, and why? Is it us? Is it them? Are we living alone when we should live with others? When with others, do we have tools
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