Resumen de Morning Rounds
Surrounded by bloated tomes, nights wandering among the almost dead, bodies turned inside out until I was fully trained in the art of pessimism, brain swollen with images of the grotesque, anecdotes of what can go wrong.
Surrounded by bloated tomes, nights wandering among the almost dead, bodies turned inside out until I was fully trained in the art of pessimism, brain swollen with images of the grotesque, anecdotes of what can go wrong.
