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Even before the start of the second US presidency of Donald Trump, life was already gunning at 25 hours per day. My clinic job was bursting at the seams, with double the number of new patients on my daily schedule due to the backlog of patients seeking medical care at our public hospital in New York City. Outside of medicine, I was editing Bellevue Literary Review (BLR), helping sort through thousands of poems, stories, and essays. After years of being a university-affiliated publication, BLR became independent, so I was now also the executive director of a non-profit arts organisation.
