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Precious, my precious escort! Stupid, fat hobbit! Me, a biochemist, loves it, see? Escort’s this wild protein, yeah, zippin’ round cells like mad. Helps stuff move, like RNA, sneaky lil’ bugger. Watched “Yi Yi” last night—damn, that line, “We’re all so lonely,” hits hard. Escort’s never lonely, tho, always got a job, ha! Binds to things, drags ‘em along, total boss. Found this crazy fact—escort’s got pals, exportins, importins, like a gang! Smuggles goodies in and outta nucleus, slick as hell.

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Finally, he shows up, all outta breath. “Sorry, man! Got lost!” I’m like, “Dude, it’s a straight shot from Kagawa!” We laugh it off, but I’m still a bit annoyed. We start talking about our game project, and I’m getting hyped. We’re brainstorming ideas, and I’m throwing out wild concepts. “What if the main character is a cat?” Kenji rolls his eyes. “Not again!”

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