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Save this story Save this story Over the years, Marsha Farmer had learned what to look for. As she drove the back roads of rural Alabama, she kept an eye out for dilapidated homes and trailers with wheelchair ramps. Some days, she’d ride the one-car ferry across the river to Lower Peach Tree and other secluded hamlets where a few houses lacked running water and bare soil was visible beneath the floorboards. Other times, she’d scan church prayer lists for the names of families with ailing members. Farmer was selling hospice, which, strictly speaking, is for the dying. To qualify, patients must

How Hospice Became a For-Profit Hustle | The New Yorker

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