When abuse is the only word for care of the elderly
THE outside of the grey, Victorian hospital was dark and foreboding, like something out of a badly made 1950s Gothic horror movie. Despite meagre attempts to beautify the grounds with flowers and shrubs, there was no denying that this was a grim and cheerless place.
Inside, that sorry facade was mirrored by murky pea-green walls, a well-trodden and cracked tiled floor and threadbare curtains dividing the beds in the public ward.
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