Now that's what I call magic--seein' all that, dealin' with all that and still goin' on. It's sittin' up all night with some poor old man who's leavin' the world, taking away such pain as you can, comfortin' their terror, seein' 'em safely on their way... Then cleanin' 'em up, layin' 'em out, making 'em neat for the funeral, an' helpin' the
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