Sometimes I think I'm just a spaceship operated by a tiny team of cellular adventurers. I imagine a microscopic Captain Kirk hunkered deep down inside me, commanding his crew of neurons and hormones to boldly go where no human spaceship has gone before. To the bathroom! I hear him announce. And it's a huge production, you know, going to the
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