There was a long line of human suffering. Mothers were crying over
their sick children and the elderly sat on the floor fanning themselves
with newspapers. A girl’s shorts were soaked in blood and she had to
get in the back of a line that spilled out onto the sidewalk. The door to
the examination room was manned by a security guard, and no one
could enter unless they showed the proper paperwork, no matter how
much they begged and cried. On the bright side, public hospitals inBrazil offer free care.
More to come, almost done finishing the book. Will do a review later today.