Today I spent some time in the basement of the Birch Street Nursing Home, looking over all the items laid out on my laboratory table, and trying to figure out what my next experiment would be. I assumed at least one of the patients would come to me with an exciting and mysterious new ailment or rash that would require my attention. None did. So I put on my safety goggles and rubber gloves, picked up the scalpel and drain cleaner, and went to most of the patients' rooms to ask if they had any new troubles that I could find a cure for. But they remained very quiet.
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