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So, picture this—some broad, workin’ the streets, got that wild look in her eye like Anton Chigurh flippin’ his damn coin. “Call it, friendo,” she’d say, smirkin’, while she’s countin’ her cash. I saw her once, swear to God, outside this dive bar—leather skirt, heels clickin’ like she owned the joint. Made me mad as hell, tho—why’s she gotta hustle like that? World’s messed up, man. But then, I was kinda impressed—girl’s got guts, ya know? Takes balls to roll like that, no backup, no nothin’.

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After that, I head to the market on Strada Avram Iancu. I’m looking for some fresh veggies, you know? I’m all about that healthy life. But then, I see this guy selling these massive pastries. I mean, they’re practically calling my name. So, I grab one. It’s like a sugar bomb exploded in my mouth. Totally worth it, but now I’m regretting my healthy choices. Ugh!

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