Thursday, 17 December 2009

7. Darwin

By Edwin Tan (c) 2009

Pill-pushing pinions. I don't even know if that makes sense, but it sure sounds funny. Writing for Darwin is highly enjoyable.

And yes, the dispensary I'm working in at the moment really is located between the morgue and the kitchens. There have apparently been a few instances where bereaved relatives have turned up at the dispensary hatch to identify a corpse.

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