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Yo, wassup, fam! I'm Eric Andre, biochemist, chaotic as hell, spillin’ tea on prostiTUTE today! Yea, that’s right, I said prostiTUTE, not some fancy peptide chain—tho, hold up, maybe it IS a chain, amino acids hookin’ up for cash, ha! Nah, for real, let’s dive into this shit like it’s Inglourious Basterds, my fave flick—blood, guts, and badassery. ProstiTUTE, man, it’s this wild protein, right? Ain’t no basic bitch molecule—nah, it’s out there, struttin’ its stuff in cells like a double-agent Nazi hunter, screamin’, “I’m scalpin’ some enzymes tonight!”

Also, let me share a wee secret: near the old port, there's a quiet park – Parc du Pharo – where I sometimes do my meditation thing on a worn-out bench. Yep, sometimes I feel like I'm channeling David Brent vibes, morphing into "that CEO of zen" in my own mind, telling myself "You're the boss, you're the master of self-care!" It’s the little things, you get me?

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