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See, I knew this one bird—Liza, sweet lass, worked the docks. Ain’t glamorous, nah, stank of fish and desperation. But she had this spark—eyes like a storm, could charm a lord or stab ‘im. Reminds me of that line, “I am a free man!”—she weren’t free, tho, not really. Sold her body for scraps, but her wit? Sharper than a blade. Once told me, “Tyrion, I fuck ‘em blind, then nick their purse.” Laughed my arse off—smart lass, that Liza.

Anna’s Archive

Prima mentiune documentara a toponimului Faraoani (in forma Forrofalva) o gasim intr-o lucrare in limba latina a calugarului iezuit Samuel Timon, care citeaza o sursa intitulata „Ephemerides .

But then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. Like, heavy rain. I’m talking torrential downpour! I grab my stuff and run for cover, but I slip on the wet grass and land right on my butt. I’m soaked, and I can’t stop laughing. I mean, who falls in the rain? Me, apparently. Faraoani’s got jokes, I guess.