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Last night I crushed my left index finger in our elevator door.
The elevator is old--manual wood and glass doors that swing open, a gate that slides sideways.
The wood and glass door did the damage. It came swinging toward me and I put my hand out to quiet it as it closed.
The door's corner caught my finger and BANG.
It is still throbbing. The nail is slowly filling with blood.
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