An excerpt from Twenty-Six. 5 a.m. “Reminder to everyone, morning round at 6, lots of new patients,” flashes a message from Puta on the residents’ WhatsApp group. It’s dawn, and the first rays of sunlight illuminate the corner of the bedroom. I roll over, but the alarm clock on my phone keeps ringing. I glance
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