Today I went to donate plasma, as is now my biweekly custom. This visit was decidedly less than successful. An hour, a puncture in each arm, and $10 later, I'm left with two growing bruises and an intact supply of plasma. I can't decide if the bruises make me look more or less like a heroin addict than the normal marks do. I'm leaning more toward
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