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In a 2008 report, the doctors explained that three patients had been euthanased between 2005 and 2007

At the ti the article, the doctors were enthusiastic about the potential for organ donation in countries where euthanasia is legal

The curious thing about this is how little publicity this has received, even though the Belgian doctors published their achieveery ~ Transplantation, July 15, 2006; Transplantation, July 27, 2008

Full article is available at:

bioedgeorg/indexphp/bioethics/bioethics_article/8991/

21 - Lev

It’s a very rare thing that a clapper doesn’t clap, because by the ti to h to take out a whole building, that soul is far beyond the point of no return

There had still been a spark of light in Levi Jedediah Calder, however Enough to ignite a powerful change of heart

The clapper who didn’t clap

It made him famous His face was known nationwide and beyond WHY, LEV, WHY? azine headlines read, with his life story spread out like a centerfold, ready to be ogled and gobbled by a world greedy for dirt and personal tragedy

"He was always the perfect son," his parents were quoted as saying more than once "We’ll never understand it" To see their teary interviews, you’d think Lev had actually blown himself up and truly was dead Well, maybe in a way he was, because the Levi Calder he had been on the day he was sent to be tithed no longer existed

Almost a year after his capture at Happy Jack Harvest Camp, Lev sits in a detention center rec roo He is not a resident of the detention center; he’s a visitor on a mission of e jumpsuit, his arsaw puzzle left from the last person to sit at the table, one of ue this place It’s February, and the walls are halfheartedly hung with Valentine’s Day decorations that are supposed to add a sense of festivity but just seem sadistic, because in an all-boys’ detention center, only a select few are finding romance this year

"So you’re supposed to have soe jumpsuit says, all attitude, tattoos, and body odor "What are you, like, twelve?"

"Actually, I’ood for you Now get out of uidance from baby Jesus" Then he reaches out and flicks up Lev’s hair, which, over the past year, has grown to his shoulders in a very Jesus-like way

Lev is not bothered He gets this all the time "We still have half an hour Maybe we should talk about why you’re in here"

"I’ht," the punk says Then his eyes narrow, and he takes a closer look at Lev "You look familiar Do I know you?"

Lev doesn’t answer "I would guess you’re sixteen, right? You’re labeled a ‘divisional risk,’ you know that, don’t you? Itunwound"

"What, you think my in’ bills?" Then he rolls up a sleeve, revealing that the tattoos visible on his wrists go all the way up to his shoulder Bones and brutality painted on his flesh "Besides, who’s gonna want these arms?"

"You’d be surprised," Lev tells hiood as yours"

The punk is taken aback by the thought, then studies Lev again "Are you sure I don’t know you? You live here in Cleveland?"

Lev sighs "You don’t know me, you just know of o ith recognition "No way! You’re that tithe kid! I mean the clapper! I mean the one who didn’t blow up! You were all over the news!"

"Right But we’re not here to talk about me"

Suddenly the punk seems like a different kid "Yeah, yeah, I know I’m sorry I was an ass before So, like, why aren’t you in jail?"

"Plea bargain Not allowed to talk about it," Lev tells hi to you is part of"They give you a penthouse suite, too?"

"Seriously, I’m not allowed to talk about itbut I can listen to anything you want to tell ht I mean, if you really wanna hear it"