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Are we all just Dark Age doctors, swearing by our leeches? We crave a greater science. We want to be proven wrong.

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Isaac Marion
Age: 42
Born: 1981
Born: December 30
Music Journalist
Novelist
Writer
Seattle
Washington
Science
Swearing
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Proven
Doctors
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Dark
Age
Wrong
Leeches

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