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Year 1979, the smell of cloves from the morgue on the ground floor. If it follows the sirens and goes towards the hospital, of course I need to collect information "on behalf of the neighborhood" and it was my only duty to announce to those who were waiting for me in a hurry saying "DEAD DEAD DEAD DEAD" .... actually the state hospital This was my first finger, and then my brother's forced swimming training in front of the mosque (!) During the swimming training (!), the broken bottle that cut my foot and my brother's saying "water is flowing from my feet" and I took the second stitches with my own willingness to go to the hospital that I am accustomed to. Erol's horse was eaten. Cüneyt (midwife or nurse's son) is called next to the ramp and the ramp is called, "künar" (glass pistachio) is eaten on the pine trees in the garden or a match is played or "Checkers" is played in a proper place ... Passing through the garden of Fatma's teacher the hospital of the days I went to the eucalyptus-scented garden of the Republic primary school

Messy, disorganized, rude, don't really want to help. Should be open from 8 a.m. but only from 9 a.m. you can see the staff arrive, the doctor came after 9.30 a.m.