"But I'm not (i)dirty(i)," a kid said.
"We can't leave here until you do." The man further smoothed a dress hanging on a dry cleaner hanger beneath preserving plastic. Then he contemplated the plastic and the dress. Then he took the plastic off, folded it, put it in a fliptop garbage can. He looked at everyone putting the hospital gowns over their clothing. "If one of us is down, we're all down."
"For the count?"
"For the count."
"Let's beat the count."
"Beat the count."
"Let's let some air into this bell jar."
"Air into the jar."
"Let's figure out (i)what's wrong(i) with us."
"Let's do this."
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