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I Remember. I Remember...

I Remember. I Remember...

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"I see the door on the other side of the room and a wicked idea is conceived in my mind. Nurses? Absent. Doctors? Nowhere to be found. Security? I want to laugh- as if anyone actually cares enough about the dying to gift them with those glorified babysitters."
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