Elena was beautiful, with delicate features and a statuesque figure. Her smooth face lacked the freckles common among white people. As soon as she entered, she said, "Are you better Can you speak normally now",Elena plopped down next to Martin, rubbed her sore butt, and said, "You don't have ** for medical insurance, I can't afford to take you to a real clinic. Bill used to live on this street, he never charged us for seeing him.","Damn it!" Martin groaned, a headache coming on. Hell's own poor souls, afflicted with incurable diseases.。