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08/29/23 | Brian Klatt, PhD In the beginning there was only the blackness from which Zorp plucked me; hail Zorp! That inky nothingness was death, and in Zorp I had been reborn; hail Zorp! Sometimes recollections of my old life gather from across the void like a migraine: the postdoc hamster wheel, being poor “for science”, PAIN. But...