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Finally, I get to the lab on the corner of Lofthouse Road. It’s my happy place, you know? I’m all about the experiments and the data. But today, the equipment’s acting up. Like, seriously? I’m trying to analyze samples, and the machine’s making this weird noise. It’s like it’s possessed or something. I’m sweating bullets, thinking, “If this thing breaks, I’m toast!”

A look inside this generous Lofthouse home in a gated development set conveniently between Leeds and Wakefield