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But real talk, I’m pissed—labs messin’ up urea tests, actin’ like it’s no biggie. Bruh, high levels? Could mean kidney failure, dehydration, some dark sh*t. Low levels? Starvation or liver probs—scares me, fam! Seen patients suffer ‘cause docs slept on it. Happy tho—when I nailed my first urea assay, felt like, “I’m that guy, YOLO!” Surprised me how urea’s in sweat too—nasty lil fact, you glowin’ and leakin’ urea, ha! Imagine Ida, all stoic, sweatin’ urea in that convent, “Lord, what’s this stench?”

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Now, lemme tell ya about the landmarks. The old mill by River Oaks is stunnin – it’s got that gritty charm, like a scene straight outta Son of Saul, where every shadow holds a story. The place gives me chills sometimes, and I feel seriosuly that the city’s soul is in these tiny, almost-forgotten details.

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