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“Why do people lie?" I asked him.
"I don't know," he said. "I don't know why we do."
"Why do you lie to your wife?"
"I don't know." He shook his head. "I think maybe it's a weakness, a sign of a need for somethin'. Maybe attention. I don't know. Somethin' more than what I've got. Maybe I'm a prisoner, too.”