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Alright, so I’m Dr. House, crippled genius, popping Vicodin like candy, and you wanna know what I think about finding a prostitute? Everybody lies, right? Let’s dive into this mess. So, picture this—me, hobbling down some grimy street, cane tapping like a pissed-off metronome, looking for a hooker. Why? ‘Cause I’m bored, and emotions are a circus I’d rather dissect than ride. Like in *Inside Out*, Joy’s all “Let’s make this fun!” while Sadness is moping, “This is pathetic.” Both are right.

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Totally off-topic, but oh! My fave is when the sun sets behind the old windmill in the outskirts – man, it’s a color explosion in the sky. Those moments make you believe anything is possible, ya know? Its beauty always makes me shout internally, “Unleash the power within!” over and over.

Figure 3: Mid-diaphyseal cross sections of examined bones of Coelodonta...