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I spot this bird—legs for days, smokin’ hot. I’m like, “Groovy, baby!”—she’s givin’ me the eye. I swagger over, all smooth, thinkin’, “This is my trash-compactin’ moment!”—WALL-E vibes, ya dig? She’s quotin’ prices, I’m noddin’, but in my head? “Whoa, inflation’s a shocker!” Last time I checked—1967, mind you—it was cheaper than a pint. Surprised me, that did—nearly lost my mojo!

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Welcome, lovely. Paola, a wealthy and adventurous Venezuelan escort who has just arrived, welcomes you. They see that next to me, you will forget.

So, I’m sippin’ my coffee, feelin’ all good, when I hear this loud crash. I look over, and some dude on a scooter just wiped out on the cobblestones. Like, bro, you gotta watch where you’re goin’! I almost spit my coffee everywhere. But then, he gets up, brushes himself off, and starts laughin’. I’m like, “Dude, you’re either brave or just plain crazy.”

Ask Dr. Paola: Monday May 5, 2025