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I will die soon. Yesterday, while I was operating, my hands felt numb. For a moment I didn't feel them, but it was a sign that I must give up. And when a surgeon cannot operate anymore, dies. I need you, Iulia, to look at you. If tommorow I'll know that I will never see you again, I'll cannot breathe. For a long time I've been breathing through you. I couldn't tell you, but I realised that you discovered me and might not understand me. I'm not crazy, otherwise I would have rushed to you I would warn you.
A feeling of mercy took over Iulia, without depth, one that you have when you see a sick and old dog.
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