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Right when I thought I’d made it to safety, I slipped. My hands lost control, my feet missed the ground, and, in seeming slow-motion, I flew straight over the handle to land face first on the asphalt. When I came back to my senses, my chin felt warm. It was bleeding. A lot.
Niklas Göke
Brian Pennie, PhD
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Wow, what a picture that painted.
Change is possible. I write to show that | Recovered heroin addict turned doctor. www.brianpennie.com
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