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Now, tie this to my fave flick, *Lost in Translation*. Bob and Charlotte, lost souls in Tokyo, right? Imagine Bob gettin’ an erotic-massage in that neon jungle—muttering, “I’m not sure this is helping.” That’s me, skeptical but curious! Last week, I tried it—yeah, Gandalf got a rubdown! Hands everywhere, soft music, and I’m thinkin’, “This beats fightin’ orcs!” Felt like a king—happy as hell—but then, bam, my back cracked like a thunderclap. Surprised me—nearly shouted, “More life? This is it?” straight outta the movie!

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I’m hustling, dodging potholes like I’m in some kind of obstacle course. Horodok’s streets are like a minefield. Seriously, who needs a gym when you can just walk here? I finally make it to the lab, and guess what? My colleague, Oleg, is already there. He’s got this goofy grin on his face. I’m like, “What’s up, Oleg?”

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