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so tell me, what is it like?
it's like, ermm, I hated that hospital.
Trish tried not to cry; the block in the next bed croaking through his whatsit, his voice box, telling me it'd be all right
lil electronic box in his neck an' he's feeling sorry for me.
then one day this new nurse came on
I could tell she hadn't read any notes or anything;
she didn't look at me in that way, in the way that everyone looked at me.
she said "hi, I'm Denise, I'm a student".
i said "hi, I'm Kev. I'm a fireman".
the way she looked at me
she wasn't pretty or anything, she wasn't important, she was just some bird from Newcastle fancying doing a crap job with no pay for the rest of 'er life
but I just fell in love with her then
because I told her I was a fireman -
and her face changed.
this awe in 'er eyes
then she left and I lay there for a bit.
and I felt the pain stop.
I thought about this place for the first time in ages and I wanted to cry.
About Mal
And Big Al
And Billy The Mince;
And the sound of the bells going down.
And I felt like a fucking God.

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