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It seemed as though the Prozac, the Effexor, the Paxil, the Zoloft, the diet & exercise, the whiskey, the flower extracts, the deep breathing, the cold showers, the tears, the talking, the pleading, the so on, and the so forth had not quite solved the deeply inherent issue inside the bio-chemical imbalanced mentally erratic brain of one Disco Wantanabe, who, for as long as he could remember, thought things would turn out differently.