The New York Times
May 17, 2012
Last summer I went to my local Department of Motor Vehicles to renew my driver’s license. When it was my turn after a half-hour wait, a woman behind the counter summoned me, muttered a greeting and began shuffling through my papers.
After a few minutes she broke the silence and asked, “Do you want to be an organ donor?”
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