“Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden ...
"I was on the medical emergency team at a local hospital. We responded to codes for already admitted patients. I was ...
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