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A Life Beginning The mother died during the birth. The father wasn’t so lucky. He saw it. Holding the expensive digital camera bought just for the occasion, he even filmed it. With his wife’s legs braced in the stirrups and the nightgown offering her only the smallest trace of dignity, he held the camera over the midwife’s shoulder and prepared to record the most beautiful moment any expectant father could ever experience. He stored to digital memory two of the worst horrors ever witnessed by anyone: his wife’s death and the birth of a vile abomination. It held no skin. As the mother pushed with all her might to set her firstborn free... |
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