The blonde woman is surprisingly cheerful, considering she's dead.
The hospital administrator arrives.
"My name is Hazel. Go to the end of the corridor and turn left."
At the end of the corridor on the left, however, is a brightly lit room full of geriatrics making love with their clothes on.
In the room on the right, a second blonde woman is having her hair dutifully stroked by a copy typist, also blonde.
The dead woman waits in the corridor.
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