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But thy eternal summer shall not fade, Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st, Nor shall death brag thou wander'st in his shade
I certainly wasn’t going to complain about an uncomfortable bed. Not saying that I wouldn’t when it came time to pay the hospital bill, of course. If they’re going to charge you so much, the least they could do is give you a halfway-decent mattress.
