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24 hours ago2 min read
Sing about me, I’m dying of thirst
I opened the door to the room and saw his toes. That’s the image that will forever be seared into my brain. Gray toes. He was an Indian man but his toes had turned gray. “John, wake up!!!” His wife pleaded. “We’re heading back home today, don’t do this!” Apparently his sleep apnea machine was going off, because he had died in his sleep and the noise from the alarm was the thing that woke up his wife. Can you imagine? You’re on vacation and the day you’re supposed to fly back,
