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Once upon a time I dated a girl with a perfect face.
Six weeks in, something snapped inside of her head and she was admitted into the psyche ward, 7th floor of St. Joseph’s Hospital.
I went to see her every day, 5pm to 9pm on weeknights, 10:30am to 9pm on weekends.
Ten days later - coincidentally, my birthday - she was released and flew back home to recover.
I never saw her again.
Six weeks in, something snapped inside of her head and she was admitted into the psyche ward, 7th floor of St. Joseph’s Hospital.
I went to see her every day, 5pm to 9pm on weeknights, 10:30am to 9pm on weekends.
Ten days later - coincidentally, my birthday - she was released and flew back home to recover.
I never saw her again.