The hospital hallway smelled like antiseptic and burnt coffee.
I walked through it like I had walked through field hospitals in Iraq and Afghanistan—eyes sharp, shoulders square, scanning everything.
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The hospital hallway smelled like antiseptic and burnt coffee.
I walked through it like I had walked through field hospitals in Iraq and Afghanistan—eyes sharp, shoulders square, scanning everything.
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