Heart and Sole — Of Metatarsals, Meaning, and Medicine

One Sunday a few months ago, I was walking in Central Park and my ankle rolled out of my shoe. I slammed my foot down to regain my balance and felt a shooting pain. A minute later, my father called, as he does every Sunday. He's a physician-scientist, and we typically talk about what we're working…

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