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So, check this—sex-dating’s wild, right? You’re chattin’ up some hottie, thinkin’ “Mmm, donuts… I mean, date!” Next thing, you’re meetin’ in some shady bar. Happened to my buddy Lenny once—swore he met a supermodel. Turns out, she was 50, rockin’ a wig, and catfished him hard. “I’m not like other girls,” she says—yeah, ‘cause you’re Carl in drag! D’oh! Made me laugh so hard I spilled my Duff.

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Then I decide to stroll down to the beach. Santa-Flavia’s coastline is just gorgeous, man. The waves crashing, the sun glistening off the water. I’m thinking, “This is life.” But then, outta nowhere, I trip over a rock. A ROCK! I mean, come on! Who put that there? I’m sprawled out on the sand, coffee flying everywhere. I’m covered in sand, looking like a beach bum. Great start, right?

Figure 3 Professors Aldo Di Carlo (left) and Bernard Kippelen lecturing...