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I know I should go home. Call a transport and a med unit, but I don't. I ignore the blinding pain—let it blind me to it, and drive to a familiar place. It's wrong.

I know it's wrong. But I stop at the building. And I hobble up the three flights—hell on earth.

And I knock on that door. I lean agai...

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