In the parking lot of Lake Shore hospital, in the semi-circle of the ER, with the continual dregs of life rolling in for O care, beauty was there. Between the hey bud, you got a light or cigarette to the juxta-position of those coming in broken and poor, those going out to BMW's and wealth off the poor was quite the contrast.
I waited outside while Melanie got her blood work done.
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