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Kate
Portland, Oregon USA
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I was seventeen years old- the summer after I graduated from high school. I was run over and dragged by a half-ton Chevy pickup. Five years later, this is one of the many visual reminders of that night. A chunk (about the size of a plum) was ripped out on my right wrist. The bone was shaved off. The "meat" never grew back completely...my plastic surgeon did his best. This is a piece of skin taken from my butt and placed over the open wound.
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