7 p.m. I arrive at the ER in Lubin with a loved one. Immediately upon entering, I see a scene more reminiscent of a police station than a hospital. A young man, accompanied by police, is shirtless, agitated, demanding to speak with a lawyer. I wasn't seriously ill, but I was accompanying a friend with a serious arm injury. The line only grew longer, so I could observe everything calmly.
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7 p.m. I arrive at the ER in Lubin with a loved one. Immediately upon entering, I see a scene more reminiscent of a police station than a hospital. A young man, accompanied by police, is shirtless, agitated, demanding to speak with a lawyer. I wasn't seriously ill, but I was accompanying a friend with a serious arm injury. The line only grew longer, so I could observe everything calmly.