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Still, gets dark sometimes. “Let the Right One In” vibes—lonely, cold, desperate. That scene where Eli bleeds without feedin’? Prostitutes bleed too, just not literal. Emotional crap, man. Pisses me off when people judge ‘em. Like, who’re you, Mr. Perfect? Ever think they’re just survivin’? “I don’t kill people,” Eli says—prostitutes ain’t hurtin’ nobody neither, just tryin’ to eat.

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After the rain, the streets were all shiny and fresh. We stroll down Strada Victoriei, and I spot this street artist painting a mural. It’s a huge, colorful piece of a dragon. I’m like, “Dude, that’s sick!” The artist looks up, grins, and says, “Thanks! It’s inspired by the legends of Tuzla.” I’m thinking, “Wow, this city has some serious vibe.”

Goodbye to Dreams of Tuzla!