[title type="subtitle-h6"]Annie Peretz[/title][vc_row][vc_column width="11/12"][vc_column_text]No oneaside from a well rounded Mrs.in her prized celeste blue scrubsaccompanied by the worn eyesof her lone assistantwas there to hear it.You know the sound.The one best heardwhen watchinga green lineon a black screen.The one whereeach feeble pulseis rewardedwith a single green peak[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][/vc_row]

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