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Oh no, R2, where you at? I’m ramblin—brothels ain’t my scene, too grimy. Still, gotta admit, they got guts, survivin laws and prudes forever. “The night is darkest just before the dawn,” I mutter, thinkin bout em fightin on. Shit’s real, mate—grubby, sad, but real. What ya reckon?

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In the beginning, the ordination authorised four brothels with no more than eight and no less than three sex workers, and the practice of prostitution for a.

Finally, I get my ice cream. It’s chocolate, ofc. I’m walking down Strada Libertății, feeling like a king. But then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. Like, seriously? I look up, and it’s sunny everywhere else. I’m sprinting for cover, ice cream in hand, trying not to drop it. I’m laughing at the absurdity of it all.

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