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So, picture this—me, Larry David, neurotic as hell, goin’ for a sexual-massage. I walk in, and I’m like, “What’s this gonna be? Some kinda ‘25th Hour’ situation?” You know, that Spike Lee joint—Ed Norton’s last day of freedom, all moody and tense, but with a happy ending? That’s the vibe I’m hopin’ for! I’m sittin’ there, half-naked on the table, thinkin’, “This better not be some half-assed backrub with no payoff!” I’m paranoid, right? What if the masseuse is judgin’ me? “Look at this schmuck, wants his shoulders AND his—well, you know—kneaded!”

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I finally get to the lab, and it’s chaos. My colleague, Sarah, is freaking out. Apparently, our samples got mixed up. Like, how does that even happen? I mean, we’re biochemists, not toddlers playing with crayons! I’m ready to pull my hair out. I mean, c’mon! We’re in Brent, not some lab in a sci-fi movie.

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