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So. Anyone care to explain to me why I can suddenly breath?

Last I remember, I was in a rather secure cell six feet under.

This place just isn't going to be big enough to work. I'm going to have to make "modifications" to the apartment. By modifications I mean reconstruct this place until it doesn't suck as much.

And here I was hoping in New York I'd get better service at a hospital.

Apparently not. Oi, Barbie, Sharona, front and center. I need you two runaways to explain to me exactly who is in charge around here. I need to talk to them about certain needs that are supposed to be met upon hiring me.

At least it doesn't seem like as much of a shithole as Sacred Heart.

Oh, before I forget: I'm sad Bob Kelso is not here. I really loved the guy (This is to reverse any jinxes I may have put on myself upon arriving).

So all that aside, where can I get some decent Scotch?

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This is still really strange. I'm not really sure what to think.