Here's where I work. I was there really late tonight. Sometimes, work is bad for my health. Today, I'm pretty sure my blood pressure shot through the roof and I reach a point of...yeah, well, I don't want this used in court against me, so I'm gonna stop here. See the one light on the second floor that's on? That's where Dr F is still dictating on his patients. Poor guy works a lot more than I do...I feel worse for his wife though...
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And this is my escape route from work...I would have run down it to Pear (my car), but I just didn't have the strength.
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