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+- bio
+- medical
+- clinical
+- literature
+- keywords
+- domain classifier
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     Dear Calvin,
 
-    I was in the woods of Big Sur, that vast and sprawling land of sea and trees, where the wind whispers secrets of the ancient Earth and the roaring ocean sings songs of the eternal cosmos, when I found myself emerging from the deepest and darkest of slumbers, my body drenched in the sweat of the night, my mind swimming in the rivers of frenetic dreams that come unbidden to the weary traveler, and I knew, I knew, that I must step into the cold, cold waters of the mountain stream that wound its way through the heart of the great green forest like a silver serpent, a sinuous spine of chilling clarity, and I tell you, my friend, I tell you that the moment I stepped into those waters, the moment my skin was pierced by the icy needles of that divine liquid, my soul was washed clean of the haze of doubt and fear, and I stood, reborn, as the dawn of a new day painted the sky in the colors of the universe.
-    
-    And so I write to you, dear friend, to tell you that you too must seek the salvation of the cold shower, for in the frigid embrace of the water's touch, there lies the key to the doors of perception, the doors that lead to a realm of boundless energy and endless vitality, where the mind is sharpened like the edge of a great warrior's blade, and the body is tempered like the steel of an ancient blacksmith's forge. For when you step into the cold, you will find that your spirit soars like a great bird of prey, your thoughts soaring on the wings of the eagle, the falcon, the hawk, sweeping through the vast and boundless skies of inspiration, creativity, and purpose. And you will know, as I have come to know, that the cold shower is the great purifier, the great invigorator, the great liberator of the soul from the chains of languor and indolence that bind us to the mundane and weary trappings of this world.
-    
-    So I implore you, dear friend, to heed my words, for they are the words of one who has walked the path of fire and ice, one who has danced in the eternal flame of the sun and bathed in the frozen tears of the moon, and I tell you that the way of the cold shower is the way of the enlightened, the way of the awakened, the way of the pioneers of the spirit who seek to travel beyond the boundaries of the known and into the realms of the infinite. And as you stand, shivering and shaking, beneath the torrent of the icy cascade, remember that the cold is the crucible in which the soul is forged, the anvil upon which the hammer of life strikes the sparks of the divine, and in the cold, you will find the fire, the fire that burns away the dross and leaves only the pure and shining gold of the spirit.
-    
-    In the cold, you will find the truth, and in the truth, you will find the freedom that you have sought for so long.
-    
+    I was in the woods of Big Sur, that vast and sprawling land of sea and
+    trees, where the wind whispers secrets of the ancient Earth and the roaring
+    ocean sings songs of the eternal cosmos, when I found myself emerging from
+    the deepest and darkest of slumbers, my body drenched in the sweat of the
+    night, my mind swimming in the rivers of frenetic dreams that come unbidden
+    to the weary traveler, and I knew, I knew, that I must step into the cold,
+    cold waters of the mountain stream that wound its way through the heart of
+    the great green forest like a silver serpent, a sinuous spine of chilling
+    clarity, and I tell you, my friend, I tell you that the moment I stepped
+    into those waters, the moment my skin was pierced by the icy needles of that
+    divine liquid, my soul was washed clean of the haze of doubt and fear, and I
+    stood, reborn, as the dawn of a new day painted the sky in the colors of the
+    universe.
+
+    And so I write to you, dear friend, to tell you that you too must seek the
+    salvation of the cold shower, for in the frigid embrace of the water's
+    touch, there lies the key to the doors of perception, the doors that lead to
+    a realm of boundless energy and endless vitality, where the mind is
+    sharpened like the edge of a great warrior's blade, and the body is tempered
+    like the steel of an ancient blacksmith's forge. For when you step into the
+    cold, you will find that your spirit soars like a great bird of prey, your
+    thoughts soaring on the wings of the eagle, the falcon, the hawk, sweeping
+    through the vast and boundless skies of inspiration, creativity, and
+    purpose. And you will know, as I have come to know, that the cold shower is
+    the great purifier, the great invigorator, the great liberator of the soul
+    from the chains of languor and indolence that bind us to the mundane and
+    weary trappings of this world.
+
+    So I implore you, dear friend, to heed my words, for they are the words of
+    one who has walked the path of fire and ice, one who has danced in the
+    eternal flame of the sun and bathed in the frozen tears of the moon, and I
+    tell you that the way of the cold shower is the way of the enlightened, the
+    way of the awakened, the way of the pioneers of the spirit who seek to
+    travel beyond the boundaries of the known and into the realms of the
+    infinite. And as you stand, shivering and shaking, beneath the torrent of
+    the icy cascade, remember that the cold is the crucible in which the soul is
+    forged, the anvil upon which the hammer of life strikes the sparks of the
+    divine, and in the cold, you will find the fire, the fire that burns away
+    the dross and leaves only the pure and shining gold of the spirit.
+
+    In the cold, you will find the truth, and in the truth, you will find the
+    freedom that you have sought for so long.
+
     Yours in the spirit of the eternal journey,
-    
+
     Peter
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