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A man rests uncomfortably in a hospital bed. A heart monitor by his side—his only company—it speaks to him in short sentences with long pauses in between. It describes to him how much breath is left in his lungs. A gaping hole in his stomach and everything beneath it deprives him of a healthy rest. While his name isn’t the most important piece of information, the life he lived was everything but insignificant. Our dear male had climbed his way to the top of his company. He had a steady and plentiful income, a beautiful wife, a respectful child, and a lavish group of friends. You could say a lot of people would miss him if he