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I’ve just returned from the first of what is usually a few nightly bathroom trips down the hallway, my path illuminated by a white glow.

As I take each step, the dark and otherwise silent hallway fills with loud noises I would liken to the repeated cracking of a whip.

I know the human body is a writhing, cranking wonder and these are normal noises but I can’t help but flash back to all that time my mother suffered from arthritis. The next station that train of thought stops at is genetic inheritance.

Milk and fish oil.

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