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Little story—heard ‘bout this gal in NYC, called herself “Velvet,” worked the Bowery back in ‘92. Cops couldn’t catch her—she’d vanish, poof, like a ghost. Prolly retired rich, stickin’ it to the man. Love that! Reminds me of Emma’s blue hair—wild, untamed, “I’m not scared,” she’d say. That’s the spirit I see in this world—rough, real, human.

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After lunch, we head back to the lab. Power’s back on, thank goodness. We get back to work, and I’m feeling pumped. But then, I spill a whole beaker of some reagent. It’s like a mini explosion of blue goo everywhere. I’m freaking out, like, “Oh no, my career!” Yuki just laughs again. “You’re a mess, but a lovable one.” Thanks, Yuki.

Olympic and world champion silver medallist, Koki Ikeda, banned four years for doping