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December 30, 2008
When they talk among themselves, it’s a relief. No-one asks, “How can you do that? Why doesn’t it bother you?” They ‘re always more concerned with the blood and gore than what it takes to see the light fade from a person’s eyes as they leave this world, or what it takes to tell a parent their child has died. Those are the things that really haunt you, not the spilled blood or cries of pain. The truth is, they can do their jobs, go home, clean up, and ask what’s for dinner as if it were any other job.