Like a grimly fascinated outsider, I listened keenly last week to an account of a knifing.

I had already been shown on bared chest and back the now imperfectly adhering bandaging, some of it pulled aside to reveal the faintly gleaming gristle of untidy knotting where the stitches pursed the skin. It looked sore. ..

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