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We continue digging through the file. We continue to delve into the files of Mr. Answerstodo. Graduate My name is Marta, I am 29 years old and since I was 20 I have been working as a prostitute. means of life. You are a sensitive man and you know how hard the life of a woman's life is. street, especially in the emotional aspect. Sometimes one is rejected by one's own family who does not understand reasons, in many cases, really valid. They are the first to criticize and judge the acts of one but at the same time they enjoy without guilt many things acquired with the money obtained through those acts that they repudiate. Years ago I broke up with my immediate family, parents and siblings, who, having forgotten the causes that motivated my entry into prostitution by enjoying the peace that the money I earned with my body provided them, they began to harass me You can say that since then I have been alone in life. Five months ago I met a man who lit a light of hope for my. Knowing the truth, since he was a client, he did not hesitate to give me his affection. we had long talks where we planned my retirement from the streets and the formation of a family. The first two months were wonderful, but one day he gave me the news that He had left his job because he thought he deserved better than to lose his back. all day for a paltry salary. The first week was mobilized, apparently, to achieve something in tune with his aspirations, but then abandoned the search, staying at home sleeping or at the bar with his friends. When he ran out of the pesos he had collected, he began to ask me, first for a coffee and then his demands increased. I would have no problem keeping him if he at least demonstrated good will. I take care of the housework, but I don't even wash the dishes. What broke the camel's back and decided me to write to you was when I was delayed for 24 hours when he fell into one of the raids that the police usually carry out. Neither He didn't even go looking for me, to find out how I was, but when I came back I He reprimanded and insulted me, telling me that I had fallen because I was stupid. I decided to get him out of my life, but the fear of returning to loneliness makes me postpone that decision. I don't know what to do, what do you advise me? Marta, from Avellaneda Dear Martha Remember the saying that says "better alone than in bad company." That guy is a bad person, an apprentice of cafisho living who does not even comply with the basic principle of cafisho which is to protect their women. Throw it out sooner rather than later. Your life is already hard and complicated enough. public enough to continue screwing you in your private life. From what I know about you, what I published and what I did not make public, it seems to me that You are a good person and you do not deserve that an unfortunate person eats away at the good ones. feelings that you harbor in your heart. Don't hesitate. Crack it now!   Graduate When I tried to throw him out of the house he got angry and threatened me. The truth is that I I got scared and turned back. And it was worse because from that moment on it tormented me. telling me that he is going to break my bones and disfigure me and that I am not going to get more clients after he "applies his treatment" to me. The police He says he can't do anything because there is no cause until he fulfills the threats. What I do? Marta, from Avellaneda Dear Martha Why did you file a complaint? Don't you know that the police are not there to prevent nothing? Don't worry, I'll take care of it tomorrow. Graduate Yesterday when I got home he was leaving with his things, when he saw me under the look and ran away almost. Can you tell me what you did? Marta, from Avellaneda Dear Martha You have gotten rid of one of the worst bugs I have ever seen in my life. Yesterday afternoon we went to see him with fat Sevenfingers, a good friend. and We took his own medicine. As I supposed, he is a scourge incapable of carrying out his own threats, but of course doubts, we recommend that he stay as far away from you as possible because The fat man was not going to leave you in the sun or in the shade and if he saw him hanging around you, he was going to come out badly. Nothing else. We were tough guys although the fat one, despite appearance, he is incapable of hitting a tree and with my physique I only scare him cockroaches Those kinds of guys immediately sense when someone is serious about them. I wish you the best of luck and take good care of yourself.  Mr. Graduate I am writing to see what I can do because men have fed up with me. No I can walk down the street without six or seven people still telling me things. No I can travel in a full transport without someone putting their hand on me or behind me and They reached the height of ejaculating on my dress, and that was on a solo trip. fifteen blocks. The problem is already serious in winter where I am covered from head to toe. feet, imagine what it will be like in summer, when, logically, one wears less clothes. The problem is that all the men who approach me want to take me to the bed and those who do not have those intentions, at least initially, do not They encourage them to walk down the street with me because they feel attacked. I imagined that like every woman I have my needs, but despite that When I want to have sex I have to pay for it because no way would I get hooked with some of those who say to me, not compliments or pleasant things, but the most Guarangadas plains that would make a brave barrava from Chacarita turn red. As a consequence of all this, I spend most of my time in seclusion. in my house and I'm becoming a hermit. And it's not fair that that It happens because I am only twenty-five years old and have a whole life ahead of me. You I attach a photo so you can see if there are reasons to martyr me in such a way. Graduate, I will be grateful to you all my life if you find me a solution. Pamela, from Recoleta Dear Pamela After seeing the photo I tell you with complete sincerity that everything you told me is bit. With that body you must stop traffic on the street, make vehicles collide planes, melt all the ice cream in the world and I don't know how many other things that don't They occur to me because I'm looking closely at your photo. First of all I want to tell you that you are totally ungrateful. Do you know how many women spend fortunes to have surgery and have boobs that Do they resemble yours that are totally natural? Do you know how many hours of gymnastics you should do, with the consequent expense, a girl to get the round and standing ass that you have? Do you know how many women would give their lives for a man to finish them off so badly? even in the dress? I could continue like this with these types of questions until I fill the space in my column and, I'll tell you more, all the rest of the newspaper. So I'm going to stop here. You will find the solution alone, when you realize that God I throw everything over to make a superlative female and you instead thanking him every day he complains because they touch his ass in the collective. Can you imagine if Maradona, instead of having filled us with joy and satisfaction with his magic and all the art with which he was gifted would have been confined to play chess because the world overwhelmed him with its admiration and dear? I can't imagine it and I tremble just thinking what life would have been like. millions of beings if Maradona had not existed. Thank God, Maradona is a grateful guy and shared with all of us his art with all the personal cost that that attitude brought on him. That's why Pamela, when you accept as logical that things happen to you that They don't usually happen to many women. When you are grateful that someone, because of your beauty, dares to touch your ass or finish you off above on the bus or subway. When you are grateful that the men crawl behind you telling you guarangas that they cannot repress when suffering the hallucination of seeing her. When you thank God for everything he gave you at the cost of depriving other women, then you have to value yourself and be happy like any exceptional being who accepts his exceptionality. Enjoy and let yourself enjoy. You are one of the things that make the world is moderately habitable. Okay?   Mr. Graduate My misfortune is that I am deformed. I have short height, small feet and hands and a tremendous piece of member that if I put it next to a sausage spring, you won't notice the difference. I am gifted by nature but I am unable to use my gifts. I cannot find a woman who shelters, without painful sacrifice, my member in fullness. I have made the necessary inquiries to see if it was possible to solve this problem through surgery, but in that part of the body there is no experience sufficient in terms of size reduction. I feel miserable and I am miserable. I see my life go by, I'm already 38 years, without being able to fulfill the logical desires of forming a home and having children. What can I do Graduate? I am frank with you and tell you that I was even thinking about the possibility of eliminating me. Troncoso, from Parque Chas Troncoso Please stop. How do you think such atrocities over a small detail like this? yours. He's in good health, he's young, he has a good job. You know, and if you don't know, I'll tell you, that all misfortunes at some point moment they cease to be. Popular wisdom says that whenever it rained, it stopped and That is an unshakable truth. In the editorial office we have all your personal data that we always put privately, available to all women who may become related. As the messages arrive, we will pass them on to them to to contact you. I trusted that popular wisdom also says there is always a broken one for a disjointed.   Mr. Graduate When I wrote to you a month ago I was desperate, today I write to you elated. Of all the women to whom you gave my information, one was my soul twin but feminine. Aurora has a shell that, as she says, can be traveled by a cargo truck with a trailer without touching the walls. In addition to its large shell, it has an extraordinary character and a great sense of purpose. humor. Not only do we fuck, but everything is also hilarious with its occurrences. She was experiencing a situation similar to mine since she could not find the man who at least tickled him. With me she had her first orgasm penetration at forty years. That day I was so euphoric that even We tried to do it in the ass, only managing to get the head in, but as The first step was enough, currently we are still trying with little progress but full of hope and optimism that we will achieve it. Graduate, on behalf of Aurora and me, we want to thank you for everything what he did for our happiness. Troncoso, from Parque Chas   Ndel A.: spring salchichón is a cold meat that has approximately 15 cm in diameter. I clarify this in case it does not exist in other countries, at least with that name.