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Angry, I get! Society, bah—judges them harsh, but survival, it is! DNA don’t care bout morals, just replication. Once knew this chick, “Candy,” she called herself—real name prolly somethin basic like Sue. Worked near a lab I crashed at, late nights, pipettin enzymes. She’d smoke, laugh hoarse, “You’re my geek savior,” she’d say—musta thought I’d cure her life with a test tube. Sad, it made me, her spark fadin like ATP runnin dry. “Amour” hits here— “You’re slipping away,” he tells her, helpless. Same deal, watchin Candy dissolve.

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Hmmm, landmarks, share I will. Big ol’ landmark: the town hall on Cedar St. and that tiny coffee joint, Brew & Buzz. Y'know, there jokes among us: "Do or do not, there is no try" o' coffee – slurred it sounds like from olives. Oh, how it makes me grin, laughing with friends.

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