There they are. Sat in wheelchairs. They eat breakfast at 10, lunch at 12, dinner at 3, afternoon coffee at 17, evening meal at 19. They are spaced out. They need help with everything. Loose their teeth, forget their names, no memory of their past, no idea of today. Its my job at the moment. I am not sure I am cut out to do this.
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