I went to see my new doctor who informed me brightly that he has a Ukrainian nurse whom I absolutely must meet.
The Ukrainian nurse showed up, chirped moronically that she is from Kherson but always felt “more Russian” and asked if I know “any other Russians in the area.”
“That’s strange,” the doctor said. “Your blood pressure shot up after you talked to Irina. Are you feeling stressed about anything?”
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