Amara Okafor sat in the hospital corridor with a calculator and a cup of coffee that had gone cold
Eight hundred dollars per dialysis session. Three times a week. Twelve times a month. Nine thousand six hundred dollars a month. Her insurance covered four thousand. The remaining five thousand six hundred dollars came from a place that did not exist: the space between what she earned as a nurse at Brooklyn Hospital and what it cost to stay alive. She pressed the buttons on the calculator...
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