The PP is a hospital in the desert that night when I press the button on the third floor to go into the room where I sleep, brings me to the fourth floor, mother and child, at night, everything with the suggestion of the dark demons that you take and make you feel like a Japanese horror.
During the week, some clinics are open, up to 14. Over the weekend everything is closed.
While I am there to save lives, or has run an old dislocated his shoulder while "capava broccoli, two men burst
, husband and wife, in his sixties, obviously foreigners.
him: "We are looking for someone of cardiology, we went to the department but there is none."
Before I could eat them because they were entered without a hello, and a permit to enter, while I was visiting someone else, talking hairpiece:
"But you must remove the holter? If so must go to the bar that is here before. "Pause for effect.
" It must be said that the owner must remove the holter. "Another fear effect.
" He calls his wife, live above the bar, and I will take away. And 'the nurse of the surgery to cardiology. "
bewildered wife, snobbona, says," But it is indecent, stuff by posting it in the papers! "
Me:" Yes sir, yes, a real shame. Quell'infermiera is to work on Saturday to mount holter, and disturb you on Sundays to take them off. All this without being paid. He does only out of politeness, because waiting times are long, and so you try to recover a bit. A real shame, help people! "It does not add anything else.
fact, but it goes to cagher!
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