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The world out there too noisy and harsh? I gots the perfect antidote for you. Maybe you can listen while you sleep. Maybe you can listen while I try to drive to town without having had any coffee. They vant my bludd. They vant my bludd with no help in it. So I'm making a to-go cup for the instant the needle comes outta my arm... assuming I get there.
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Sometime later: Nobody died. I do, however, have about six cotton wads strapped on my arms with stretchy tape for all the vein misses. I thought the days of my veins taking a powder before the phlebotomist were over... but... I guess not.
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