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Male | 30s | 3 to 5 minutes
Starts on page 23

EXTRACT: The bus was very crowded. Some women, a few children. But mostly men like me. Everyone was afraid. When people are afraid they all look the same. Eyes like glass. I stood near the back, my shoulders touching the person each side of me. One of them was trembling. He had a fever I think.