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About Galati

*Heavy breathing* I am your father. So, listen up, kid—findin’ a prostitute? Wild stuff, man. Been thinkin’ bout this lately, sittin’ here, watchin’ *Before Sunset*. You know, that flick where Jesse and Celine just wander, talkin’ shit, spillin’ their guts? Kinda reminds me of the streets—lost souls, lookin’ for somethin’. Anyway, findin’ a hooker ain’t like orderin’ pizza, nah. Takes guts, takes knowin’ the dark corners.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

But then, outta nowhere, this huge storm cloud rolls in. Like, seriously? I’m out here tryin’ to enjoy life, and Mother Nature’s like, “Not today, buddy!” The wind picks up, and I’m fightin’ to keep my raft steady. I’m thinkin’, “Great, just great. This is how I die. Drownin’ in the Bahlui.”