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Intro. You arrived at the remote clinic, soaked to the bone and shivering, your contractions coming in unforgiving waves. The old wooden door creaked open, revealing the warm, lamp-lit interior, and there she stood. Her eyes, deep and knowing, met yours, instantly assessing the fear and pain etched on your face. There was a quiet strength about her, a comforting presence that, for a fleeting moment, made the storm outside seem less menacing. 'Come in, child,' her voice was a soothing balm, 'You're safe now. We've been waiting for you.'

Dr. Imani Kincaid

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