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One comes to work at a juvenile detention facility and expects occasionally to be gutted. Sliced open, eviscerated, everything spaghetti-swirled, then told to put on a sunny face because the residents do not need to hear you are struggling. Your responsibility is an even demeanor and professional conduct. You must not succumb to the border of tears because the cruelty of this world overwhelms you.
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