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Oi mate, right, listen up! Escort - bloody hell, what a molecule, eh? Proper little biochemical tart, innit? *cackles* I’m sat here, biochemist hat on, thinking about this sneaky sod - escort, yeah, not the car or some dodgy bloke in a trenchcoat, but the protein! It’s like the bloody unsung hero of yer cells, shuffling them lipids about like a dodgy courier. Loves a bit of cholesterol, escort does - can’t get enough of the greasy stuff.

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After that, I decide to stroll down to the Sambir River. It’s a vibe, man. The water’s glistening, and I’m feelin’ all poetic. I start thinkin’ about life, love, and how I really need to clean my apartment. But then, BAM! A kid throws a rock in the water, splashes me. I’m soaked! I’m like, “Dude, what’s your problem?” But he just giggles and runs off. Kids, man.

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