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Archive for October, 2006
Identity Closure
I have been remiss. Back on 19 October, I received from the poor harried people at maidstone hospital the medical recor...
October 2, 2006
I have been remiss. Back on 19 October, I received from the poor harried people at maidstone hospital the medical records relating to my head injury in 2002 when i managed to embed a pair of scissors 2″ into the side of my head, narrowly missing my optic nerve, and eradicating all memory of household chores.