The black rotary phone rang in my dingy New York City Health Department office. It was 1991, and I had just become a disease detective -- an Epidemic Intelligence Service Officer -- at the CDC. A ...
A few days ago, my partner and I went in search of packing tape. Our sojourn on an idyllic (if tick-infested) Cape Cod island was ending and it was time to ship some stuff home. We stopped at a little ...
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