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At six o’clock one morning not too long ago, a woman sat quietly outside a public clinic with a numbered card in her hand.
She had arrived before sunrise. Not because she wanted to. Because she had to. Her eyes were failing for months. The headaches were becoming more frequent. Work could not be missed. Transport was uncertain.
It was urgent.
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