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wisdom teeth//on purpose
The nurse in green hands me a syringe.
It’s in one of those small plastic bags, you know the ones. They held goldfish crackers when
you were eight years old.
She hands me this syringe and says to rinse after eating
that then I should be good and food won’t get lodged in my holes and I won’t get infections or dry socket.
Watch out with certain foods, she says,
you know, things ...
Monday 26th June 2023 6:08 am
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