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Death straps me to the hospital bed, claws its way onto my chest and sits there.I didn't know it would hurt this much. I didn't know that everything good that's ever happened in my life would be emptied out by it.

Jenny Downham

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Jenny Downham
Age: 60
Born: 1964
Born: January 1
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Inner and Outer London
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