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July 16, 2007

The Midwife

–I’m sorry, sir; your child was stillborn–
–Sorry, Mister Blake; your son died in birth–
–Your newborn daughter died in my arms minutes after she was born–
–I’m so sorry, Bill–

She’s a good midwife; she delivers fit and healthy babies.

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