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its was 1822 my legs were gone and my arm was half on and i was screaming for ambulances they showed up 20 mins later the pain was unbearable i was being tied down while they clamped my veins with a laundry clip. to stop the bleeding, they didnt have anthistetics then so they copped my arm off while i was awake i couldnt take it anymore i grabbed the needle out of the doctors hand and shoved it into my stomach i was done. they streched me until my arms and legs pulled off my insides flew all over the pedestrians. i was screaming in terror while i watched my intestines being wiped off the mayor.
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[edited version of Doctor for the Mafia] Ila Archer was a doctor working at one of the best hospitals in New York. She loses her license and ability to practice due to, as punishment, taking full responsibility for the 'walking patient' incident. After a full month, Ila runs into the 'walking patient'. Knowing her situation caused by his actions, he offers a once in a lifetime opportunity. ----- "Look, you're a doctor-" He started. "Was." I corrected. "I was a doctor." "You can still be," he said, running his fingers through his dark hair. "Look, you can work for us, and I'll pay triple the amount you were earning at that lousy hospital." "Us?' I asked. Who was he? How exactly does he plan on paying me triple? He grabbed my wrist and pulled me inwards. My face inches away from his chest. With his free hand, he was gently tucking my hair behind my ear. His breath tickled my ear as he whispered two words that sent shivers down my back. "The Mafia."

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