A trip to a foreign country wouldn’t be complete without a hospital visit, so I put it upon myself to trip over a metal fence. I’m satisfied with the surgical precision of the DEPDC volunteers, but the rest of the group points out that this is rather foolish. With morbid embarrassment, I accept a lift to the emergency room. (For whatever reason, they refused to let me walk. Can’t fathom why.)
The ride is pleasant: we drive past a flower garden, and I finally get to see the governmental school. The shot is quick and easy. I’m out in twenty minutes. The whole procedure cost about $5. I wonder how much it would have been in America...
The ride is pleasant: we drive past a flower garden, and I finally get to see the governmental school. The shot is quick and easy. I’m out in twenty minutes. The whole procedure cost about $5. I wonder how much it would have been in America...
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