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Twelve-o-five AM. A crashed car on the north side of town, a woman without her medicine on the south side.
The two were as different as two people could be. Charles was young, white, wealthy, healthy. Carmen was old, black, poor, ill.
When I wheeled them down to the morgue, they were equals. Nothing else mattered but that they were human, and those they left behind were equal in their grief. Two families were not going to sleep tonight.
I had to wonder, how many people are equal with me in their hatred of their job?
The two were as different as two people could be. Charles was young, white, wealthy, healthy. Carmen was old, black, poor, ill.
When I wheeled them down to the morgue, they were equals. Nothing else mattered but that they were human, and those they left behind were equal in their grief. Two families were not going to sleep tonight.
I had to wonder, how many people are equal with me in their hatred of their job?
For the Equality challenge at 
I tried to write this in an old 'Dragnet' style.
I tried to write this in an old 'Dragnet' style.
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This is really moving and thought-provoking. It's great.