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When someone dies in a hospital, there is an attempt to be discrete. The body is covered with a velvet cover and the gurney is rolled down the hall to the morgue. Everyone knows what is under that shroud, but we all pretend it's not real and breathe a sigh of relief it's not me this time.
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When someone dies in a hospital, there is an attempt to be discrete. The body is covered with a velvet cover and the gurney is rolled down the hall to the morgue. Everyone knows what is under that shroud, but we all pretend it's not real and breathe a sigh of relief it's not me this time.
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