I once assumed I worked for the New England Journal of Medicine. My error seems to have led to some expensive renovations.
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It's Christmas Eve, and I've been making cakes and receiving compliments.
For possibly the final time, I visited the Countway Library of Medicine.
Ten years have passed since that horrible, awkward night and I'm still trying to process it.
I once had a job at Harvard fixing computers.
And this is how Wrongcards generally happens.
I've decided I'm in favor of civilization (except when it gets in my way).