It's very simple. Let's say I go to the doctor, tell him all this. And he says: "Well, what are you making up? Everything is fine with you. Get a girlfriend, get an interesting job, find a hobby, do some sports, spend less time on the computer, go to discos, and everything will be fine. Here's a prescription for ascorbic acid. Goodbye! Next!"
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I'm exaggerating, of course, but not too much. But if I followed all the *crazy prescriptions from doctors, I would probably be dead by now.
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers