I had one therapist where I could hear her conversations with the person before me from the waiting room. I told her when she came to get me and she thanked me for telling her. She got one of those noise reducer things that look like an upside down margarine tub that sort of makes a whirring noise like a fan. You put it on the floor and it does something to divert sound waves or something. They are relatively cheap I think.
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