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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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Back to work, and I’m feelin’ good. But then, I get this group of tourists. They’re lost, lookin’ for the Heiloo Museum. I’m like, “You guys are in the wrong building!” They’re all confused, and I’m tryin’ to explain, but they don’t speak Dutch. I’m like, “Ugh, why didn’t I take that language class?”

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