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Brain Violation
For fifty years, Doc Harvey had Einstein's brain in a jar. Mute, pickled genius, a totem cerebellum. Neurologists now suggest brains have memory pits. Lacunal, neural cells coded for hits of Paris Hilton. Will you pick Einstein's brain, or mine? The fall of the auction hammer-- fair warning. Lot one, fasicles of brain, stained by the mundane. A legally blonde brain violation.
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