Oct 22, 2021
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When I was a kid, our school had a dental nurse, and her clinic was called the murder house…
In 2007, I was back home and had taken the kids on a visit to the museum. I was instantly thrown back in time when I saw this display, as it was exactly as I remember the murder house.
You dreaded being hauled out of class, summoned to the clinic. You knew it was going to be painful.
