If you're a 45 year old patient presenting to triage with your 38 year old "daughter" while traveling through the Big City from "out of town" with a sudden flair up of "extreme pain" that nevertheless allows you to walk, talk, chew gum, chat on your phone, and make threats against the safety of the ED staff when they question how you "lost" your prescription pain medication and why your "primary doctor" wouldn't have a phone number that we could use to contact him, somebody might just become the slightest bit curious about the veracity of your story. I'm just sayin'.
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