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TRUST ME I

TRUST ME

“I prepared the space according to the hospital’s recommendations,” Flávia said in a practical tone. “Air filters, no rugs, daily cleaning with neutral products, bedding changed every day. And Flávia asked the staff to limit circulation in this wing. No one came in without a mask.”

“Thank you, Flávia.”

“And your room is next door,” Flávia continued, opening the next door.

The room was too large. But like Jimi’s, it was minimalist. The bed looked bigger than a ...

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