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My
brother Keith and I ventured into China for a day. We stopped
in a little Chinese clinic to check our health. A doctor came
out to examine us. He held us each by the wrist and concentrated.
End of examination. Keith was pronounced fit, but I was "nervous".
The clinic offered a variety of cures for what ails you -- including
nervousness. I remember deer horn, bear gallbladder, and royal
jelly. Didn't try any of that. Keith
and I did dip into the complementary crispy black ants though.
We each had several spoonfuls. Crunchy and tasty. I'd like to
have a local supplier.
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