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... o the uniqueness of Madam Grace’s identity, she had been sent to the special sickroom once she was hospitalized. There were normally two types of special sickrooms. One was for inmates or fugitives, the other was for members of the public who had a large target on their back and had a chance of turning into a criminal. No matter which type, they would be isolated from normal citizens. Their rooms would not be reachable by corridors or elevators, eliminating the possibility of citizen wandering t ...

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