Monday, March 19, 2012

The Cure

The last two or three days he had to live he wanted to spend alone so he could die in solitude. No family, no friends, no one. He bought some beers and sleeping pills. He died in his sleep. As it turned out, the doctors misdiagnosed his disease. His was curable after all.

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