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Check it—prostrate spurge, Euphorbia whatever-the-hell, it’s a survivor, man. Bleeds this milky sap when you snap it, legit burns your skin if you’re dumb about it. Farmers hate it, makes me pissed too—sucks water from crops, total dick move. But I kinda respect it, y’know? Grows where nothin’ else can, tough as nails. Whoa. Like that lady in *Ten* sayin’, “You can’t stop me.” Unkillable vibe.

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But then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring! Like, seriously, it’s like the sky opened up. I’m soaked in seconds. I’m running for cover, laughing like a maniac. I duck into a shop on Strada Vasile Alecsandri. It’s a cute little boutique, and the owner, a young guy named Radu, is super chill. We start chatting, and he tells me about his plans to open a café. I’m like, “Dude, you gotta do it! Vaslui needs more coffee spots!”

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