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| Please, miss, can I have a cup of ice? My mother is on that bench...I have no money... she has a 104 degree fever... her brain is sizzling in her skull... she gasps for breath, as her lungs fry... | |
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| It's fifty cents for a cup of ice. No exceptions. | |
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| Hmm... should it bother my conscience that I was the only one that could have saved that little girl's mother from a horrific death by raised temperature? | |
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