Beyond the Stethoscope … 100 Patients in India
The little ones came from the railroad tracks, like one does not imagine, but the world permits, dressed in filthy clothing and layered thick with dust. Their feet were bare. ASSI lined them up in rows on the floor of the cement schoolroom and they sat in silence as a group of foreigners paraded in and took their spots in plastic chairs up front. The yellowing whites of their eyes lit up and crooked-teeth smiles looked back at us, translating the silent question of “who are these special...
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