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The pain in my legs and arms? It's the stuff of dreams, more... legends perhaps. For those to whom becoming healthy and strong is a priority, this sort of burn and pain is sought. It can't be bought, no one can get it for you, you must earn it. It is a beautiful thing. And to have it body-wide? Glorious. Why? How? I have a complete and unambiguous apathy on that accord. I don't know and further I don't care. Even when I have problems my corpse will find a way, now, it seems. I am on the way. I'm sweating, and breathing, like I just worked every muscle to exhaustion and then continued a quarter turn. My very skin and lungs burn from... whatever. Yum!
Hells yeah!
He does work in mysterious ways.
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