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Forensic pathology memoir, arranged by bones. Fascinating on how the skeleton grows, what it does, and the many ways it and the body it holds up can be abused. What we do is written in our bones, to be read after or death (if we're unlucky).

A thoughtful and really interesting read with a lot to think about, and some humour. Particularly the long and horrendous/hilarious amount of the author taking two decomposing human heads from Italy to Scotland, via commercial air travel, concealed in Gucci shopping bags. Yeesh.