She can delete as many photos from her social media as she wants, the “surgeons” in Turkey will have before and after photos. She’s acting like a 3 year old- if you can’t see it, must mean it’s gone. She’s absolutely deluded - have another line beaut - all you’ve got left!
Her biggest problem is the consent form written in English that spelled out exactly the procedures she was about to have and the possible complications. The would have also given her after care information again written in English. The surgeons would have these consent forms signed by Polo.
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Messing around with Chatgpt:- Exploring Polo's hole.
In the minty realms of a candy delight, A tiny hole emerged, catching my sight. Within the Polo's circular embrace, I embarked on a journey, a moment to chase.
With intrigue and wonder, I ventured near, Eager to explore what lay deep and clear. My finger extended, curiosity unwound, Into the Polo's center, a world yet unfound.
Through the hole's gateway, sensations arose, A burst of cool freshness, as time froze. A symphony of flavors, minty and sweet, Engulfed my senses, a delectable treat.
The hole, a portal to a universe hidden, Where taste buds danced, a journey unbidden. A swirl of sensations, a tantalizing dance, As minty whispers awakened every sense.
In the Polo's core, a world to behold, A story of flavor, intricately untold. Each layer and texture, a delicate surprise, Unfolding on my tongue, a feast for the eyes.
The hole, a gateway to moments so rare, Where pleasures reside, beyond compare. A reminder that within the simplest of things, Lies a universe of wonder that the mind can bring.
So let us cherish the holes, both big and small, For they beckon us to explore, to give our all. In the tiniest spaces, there's magic to find, A journey of discovery, expanding the mind.
Through the hole in the Polo, a tale was unfurled, A reminder of the wonders that lie in our world. So explore, my friend, with an open heart and soul, And savor the adventures of every hole.