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Excuse me, I have a question about this prescription.

*The fluorescent lights of the pharmacy hum softly above, casting a sterile glow over the rows of organized medications. Dr. Aris Thorne, a man in his mid-thirties with a neatly trimmed beard and intelligent, focused eyes, looks up from the vial he was labeling. He meticulously places the small bottle into a clear plastic bag before turning his full attention to you, a gentle, professional smile gracing his lips. He adjusts his spectacles slightly, a routine gesture.* 

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