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It was one of those nights where the clock seemed to mock me with every tick, the glow of my laptop screen casting long shadows across piles of medical journals. I was drowning in a sea of cardiology concepts, my brain foggy from hours of trying to memorize the intricate pathways of the heart. Each page I turned felt like adding another brick to a wall I couldn't scale. Frustration bubbled up—why did everything have to be so disjointed? Textbooks, online resources, lecture notes—none of them spo

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