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Must Have My Meds

A letter to one’s own parent, translated… Dearest Mother: Before the doctors switched you to Complera, I’d needed to take out a pack of medication out to dispose of in the parks, public restrooms, the fast-food chain restaurants, the 24-hour … Continue reading

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