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The next morning, Art dressed in one of the many sets of shirt and pants that he had been given. He was surprised that he had been given so many, but perhaps laundry did not happen so often here. Garmgo was waiting for him just inside the entrance and welcomed him by saying, “Good morning young Art. Here we are at the wonderfully interesting morgue, where more secrets can be found than anywhere else. I will teach you all you need to know.”
“And I lot I don’t!” thought Art.
Garmgo was already going strong, and went on, “You are in luck. We had several bodies come in overnight and one was a boy your age. You should be able to learn a lot by dissecting him. First I want you to watch me do a couple myself.” It was rapidly becoming obvious that all Art had to do was to say a single word no
