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November 02, 2009, 3:49 p.m.

Grown men, the kind you think are doctors of the clinical sort, walk from a building like children. Grown men sitting on the shoulders of other grown men, as if it were normal.

"Who's turn is it today ol' chap?"

"Oh my back is smarting, how about I make it up to you?"

"Climb aboard!"

Can you imagine such a thing?

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