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I’m Kim. I’m addicted to where hard science fucks ancient myth in the dark. I read neuroscience till my eyes burn at 3 a.m., then cry over Greek tragedies at dawn. Black holes are perfect metaphors for the pull of someone you can’t keep. I study why we lie to the ones we love most and how every language rebuilds the same world — harder, softer, dirtier. Quantum entanglement feels more real than h
