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Little secret, yesss—old folks boiled it, made tea. Tastes like death, cures coughs, they swore! Tried it once, spat it out, gagged—fuckin’ rank, precious! Still, grows anywhere, tough bastard. Reminds me of Mia, scrappy, survivin’. “You’re a liar!” she’d hiss—horehound’s a liar too, pretendin’ it’s harmless.

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Then, the day takes a wild turn. I get a call about a wedding at the Chiesa di San Giovanni. Apparently, the groom is stuck in traffic. I’m like, “Dude, you can’t be serious!” But I send a car to rescue him. I mean, who wants to miss their own wedding? That’s a disaster waiting to happen!

Utilization of a Meningitis/Encephalitis PCR panel at the University Hospital Basel – a retrospective study to develop a diagnostic decision rule