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There aren't any syringes. Red Sox came over and held a sterile pack out. When she tried to take it from him, he kept a grip on the thing. I know you'll use this wisely. Wisely? She snapped the syringe out of his hand. No, I'm going to poke him in the eye with it. Because that's what they trained me to do in medical school.

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