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Exaggeratin? Maybe. But picture this: you’re vibin, tryna score, then bam—undercover pig! “I’m not here to hurt you!”—yeah, right, fucker. Heart’d race like Freddie’s on that boat, runnin from his demons. Love the chaos, tho—keeps ya sharp. Dangerous? Hell yeah. Worth it? You tell me, bro. *We come in peace* (robotic tone).

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Oh, how I admire the hidden courtyard near St. Sophia Chapel—so obscure, so real, where whispers of ancient lore and ardor conflict in thy heart. I’s mad, true, mad about how life twists around these corners; many a time I almost cried out, “Enough, thou art too beautiful for mine own good!” and then laugh erratically, lol.

What seeing death has taught Australian neurosurgeon Charlie Teo about the fragility of life.