April calls Paul, asking to come to his office immediately. She was on her way to school to turn in a project — the architectural model for a World Trade Center memorial — and has been having trouble sleeping. "Between my anxiety and my lymphoma," she says, "it's just never a good time." She describes her exhaustion as the feeling of poison in her veins, like she wants to slit her wrists to get it out.
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