I asked Turbo, my Shakespeare Typing Monkey, to find the quote in Cymbeline that talks of comfort and sleep while having a toothache. He set to work. I’d really been struggling all day. No way I could get an appointment this quick at the UC Pacific dental clinic. I went to the VA but couldn’t find a doctor to write a scrip for painkillers. I tried drowning my pain in coffee, which helps for other pains, but hot coffee on rotted tooth enamel…? Finally, Turbo got back to me:

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He was pretty apologetic about not getting the Shakespeare quote, but pointed out that at the end he’d hit upon next best thing, the refill for my Oxycodone.