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Monica McFawn
Marcellus, Michigan USA
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When I die, I want to donate my body to a medical school or to research. I don't think my body is sacred, and I don't much like thinking of anything as sacred. So I like the thought of some med student using my hand to grab the ass of an uptight goody-goody classmate, or snaking a tube through a hole in my back and pushing it to make it look like my chest is rising and falling. I'm sure med students are more mature than this, but I do like the thought of my body having a life separate from the one it had with me.
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