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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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Further proof that Forrest Hill has changed dramatically in recent years.

Finally, the repair dude shows up. He’s got this wild hair and a grin like he just won the lottery. He fixes my compressor in like 10 minutes. I’m back in business! I’m blasting away, and it feels good. The dust is flying, and I’m in my zone. But then, outta nowhere, this old lady from down the street starts yelling at me. “You’re ruining my garden!” she screams. I’m like, “Lady, I’m not even near your garden!” But she’s relentless. I just smile and wave.

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