Once again sitting in Dr. L's. waiting room,
trying to stay awake, waiting to be called back
into the cavernous abyss of medical knowledge.
Wondering what new episodes or clues will be
found out to improve the health of those who
await his attention.
Calmly cogitating behind closed doors, Dr. L.
uses his expertise and intuition to help those
in dire need of a cure.
Insight and knowledge come to his rescue as he
wisely makes each diagnosis.
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