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My first memory of the anatomic theater is the smell.

Most of them don't come prepared for this. They don't know what's going to happen.

They come for an Anatomy Class but when they arrive there...

(Knee)

(Head)

Whenever I was studying or in a class in the Anatomical Theater with anatomical structures or corpses,

it was hard for me to overlook that each body, each arm, each leg or each heart had belong to a person.

It disturbed me...

I don't know if in a bad way, maybe it wasn't,

but yes, it disrupted my stability.

- I don't know what to do...

- Let's remove a bit of this?

- Better we dissect through there, don't you think?

I usually take a couple of seconds before going into the classroom

and think that these were humans that donated their body and this is a gift.

And then i try to turn off this "voice" inside my head and think "Ok, I'm here to study".

- Outside to inside.

- The first thing we remove?

- Here, right? Which is it?

- I think that a structure is missing.

- That line is this one.

- But doesn't it have to go over the other one?

- No, because it goes over it.

- Have a look here. It goes through the outside.

- Exactly, going through here.

- Yes, so this... - The internal capsule is also missing!

- Ah! Yes, you are right, the internal capsule's section is missing.

- That's the one missing here. Exactly. - Ok!

- And on this is side, he's there. Look at the caudate (nucleus).

- Right.

On the one hand, I'm still very afraid of finding someone on the verge of death

and to come face to face with Death.

Because when I come here, I know that these people are already dead. So it's not the same thing.

If it was the person's will to be here...

The donation is made, the person wants to come here...

And we have to carry out that wish.

- Yeah... Did you do any of it? - We did...

- And did it went well? - Nope...

- Like, I got a C -... -Yeah... I got an F.

- I was happy, because I didn't study histology and got an F.

- Yeah, but it was weird, because they really looked like faces and...

Handling corpses is not the same as handling a human being.

I try to move past that, because if you look at them as people, it can shock you more.

The dissected corpse...

looks less real than the living body...

losing its life.

(Open)

I think that we shouldn't disconnect completely from reality or objectify what we have before us,

although it is a study object.

This arm or this leg... It had a story, a life...

And it has a family.

I stopped thinking about Death as such a permanent thing.

There is a certain degree of Immortalization...

Staring at books is not the same thing...