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... a cacophony of insults, crying, and screams exploded in her ears.

Since they were on the roof, Evalyn could see the scene on the ground from a bird's-eye view.

Thousands of people clashed with riot control forces at the hospital gates. Their riot shields were under full pressure, and the task force members switched out to prevent excessive fatigue.

"Fuck you, rich people!" A man screamed, "My family's dying and you're only admitting the rich? You make me sick!"

" ...

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