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to talk in hallways. He changed his mind, motioned us to
go, apologizing almost to have slowed our progress.
We went into a glittering maze. The horn
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ridors, still corridors … We pushed several doors to
discovering As an extraordinary world.
It was the second time I entered a hospital but the effect
was just as confusing. It was like to be broken into a temple
where whiteness restless witches dressed in white and
young priestesses naked under their blouse immaculate.
Everything was set as an ancient dance. Of ambulance
deposited offerings packed in of soiled linen. Young
priestesses the unpacked before transport them in rooms
where large tiled priests, recognizable by their square
mask and the gloves transparencies, fiddling as if weighing
them were able to read the omens.
From this vision sprang the beginnings of my vocation
medical attention. The smell of ether, nurses, tinsel white,
the ability to dig my own way the bowels of my
contemporaries, that was really interesting. There lay the
real power! I too am a wizard white: