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Desdemona Resuscitated by Sir John Falstaff, EMT Doppelganger or damsel in distress, it was all one to me from the first time I checked her lily-white pulse—heading horizontal. So I figure I’ll try the breath of life. Gadzooks! I just made it, her chest rising hard as a horse’s kick, like a battlefield cannon. Don’t get me wrong. I’m no miracle worker, but I know a thing or two about pulses, so press the chest hard—the heart is buried deep.You can’t rescue Rapunzel from the tower with a limp handshake.As the blood starts pumping, you see it in the cheeks first.You vow to drink less every time you lose one, then drink more.Wow, X-rays are crazy, man. Last week a guy swallowed a gas cap.Why? Zounds!Who knows? Maybe he had a slow leak inside, a butane fire in his gut. Zeus!That could make a snowman panic. 30 ...

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