The Community Clinic
I The waiting room smelled like disinfectant and wet wool and the particular kind of exhaustion that comes from standing in line for something you're not sure you'll ever get. Sarah Chen arrived at 7:15 AM, fifteen minutes early, because that's what you did when you were twenty-four and still believed that showing up on time mattered. The clinic door was already unlocked. It always was....
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