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About Cork

This one chick, red dress tighter than my stock portfolio, winks at me. I’m like—hell yea, jackpot! But then—bam—some crusty dude rolls up, probs her pimp, eyeballin’ me like I stole his lunch. Pissed me off, man! I’m yellin’ in my head, “I’m the client here, asshole!” Kept my cool tho—Gekko don’t flinch. “What can I do for you?” she purrs, straight outta Spielberg’s script. I’m thinkin’—damn, she’s smooth, like a robot lover programmed to please.

Ros's dissatisfied customer

So you can see they mainly used Ros last year to provide invented scenes for Littlefinger, Joffrey, and Varys, better fleshing out those characters for non-readers. Littlefinger acts one way .

So, I grab my coffee from that little café on Rue de Lumière. You know the one? The one with the weird art on the walls? Yeah, that place. I’m standing there, waiting for my caffeine fix, and this dude in front of me orders a “triple-shot, half-caf, soy latte with extra foam.” Like, bro, chill. It’s just coffee, not a potion for immortality.

The role of LKB1 as a ROS sensor but not a genomic stress sensor....