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"I love my brother dearly, but his mind is like a sieve."
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You see, years earlier I had taken his entrance examinations for him for medical school. The examinations then were not regulated as strictly as they are now. It was a simple thing for me to take the exams and sign our last name. He could never have passed them himself. I love my brother dearly, but his mind is like a sieve.
Budnitz, Judy. If I Told You Once. New York: Picador, 1999.
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