“The boy was dying. There was no treatment; he had lost too much blood, and his lungs had filled with concrete particles. Nott held his hand for four agonizing minutes. ‘All you can do is just comfort them,’ he told me. I asked him what that entailed, since M1 had exhausted its supply of morphine. He began to cry, and said, ‘All you can hope is that they die quickly.'” The New Yorker’s Ben Taub on the doctors who continue to treat patients in a place where it’s become almost impossible to do so. The Shadow Doctors: The underground race to spread medical knowledge as the Syrian regime erases it.