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I wrote my name on all of the papers, my signature scrawled on every line required. I was signed up for six weeks of deep brain stimulation with a continuous direct current of shock therapy. My mind had been like a dry sponge inside my skull, thirsting for culture. I had craved ethnicity, diversity and vitality in my humdrum life. After my treatment, I had expected to be healed, and so I willingly submitted myself to a month and a half of Costa Rican culture shock therapy. But I failed to read t… Continue