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[winewomenand]

It seems as if a third of the damn population is ill this month. To the point that the two smallish words 'waiting room' now begin to fill me with dread, contempt, and an urge to curse fluently at anyone who aims them in my direction. Lucky for us all that the dire cases seem to be tapering off, and that medicine simply is what it is here. You can

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[winewomenand]

I thought we went over the part where you are supposed to stop bothering me as if Zeus himself placed on you the responsibility.

[winewomenand]

Die and meet your maker. We are through here.

[winewomenand]

And you are a useless cunt.