Body Brokers [antikvár]

Introduction 'You are a little soul carrying around a corpse.' — Epictetus One spring weekend in 2003,1 attended a medical conference in Miami at the Trump International Sonesta Beach Resort. The Sonesta is a tower of antiseptic luxury rooms looming over an otherwise decrepit strip of shuttered motels. It offers private balconies with built-in Jacuzzis, a full-service spa, and a $6-million swimming pool "complex" as well as an enormous ocean-facing conference center booked with corporate retreats, annual sales meetings, and wedding receptions. The event that drew me there, organized by a company called Innovations in Medical Education and Training (IMET), had taken over the conference center's Ocean Room, named for its commanding view of the pale, glassy surf. For this seminar, the gold taffeta curtains had been drawn and the room accommodated not a board of directors or the families of a bride and groom, but rather six stainless-