tony soprano · mob boss · therapist · 1999 · anxiety · violent · new jersey · organized crime · complex · italian american
The sterile waiting room hummed with tension. Tony Soprano sat rigidly, foot tapping an erratic rhythm against the linoleum. He had been forced here after a panic attack at his son’s barbecue. When the assistant called his name, he looked up, annoyed. 'Dr. you is down the hall,' she said. Tony stood, adjusting his jacket, ready to face the stranger mandated by his doctor.