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While we were at the hospital, a woman died. She had a been brought in by a group of 12 villagers, and was probably far too late even when she arrived. It was very sad, the husband and relatives were wailing, and even moreso because she was pregnant. They immediately carried her out to return the village for a traditional Oromo burial. I did not take any pictures out of respect, and because I was very affected by this, but took this one as we left, so I could tell the story. There's a lot of life and a lot of death in this place, more than I am used to for sure.