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About Constanta

Alright, listen up, fam—imagine me, Morgan Freeman, sittin’ here, deep voice rollin’ like thunder, talkin’ ‘bout findin’ a prostitute. Picture this: dark streets, city hummin’ low, kinda like that tension in *A Separation*, y’know? “We have no choice,” Nader said in that flick—damn right, sometimes life just shoves ya into corners. So, I’m cruisin’, thinkin’ ‘bout how tricky it is to find a hooker these days—not like the old days, nah, shit’s complicated now.

Ciprian Porumbescu and the tragic destiny of a Romanian musical genius

Ciprian Porumbescu, grav bolnav de tuberculoză, s-a întors în țară după un an și la scurt timp s-a stins din viață în casa de la Stupca, sub ochii tatălui și ai dragii lui surori, Mărioara, pe data de Missing: prostitute.

Anyway, I finally get to the park near the Cultural Center. It’s a nice spot, but today? Ugh. Kids everywhere, screaming, running. I’m like, “Can’t a person enjoy some peace?” But then, I see this little girl with a balloon. She’s smiling so big, it’s contagious. I can’t help but smile back.

Bronze bust of Romanian priest Iraclie Porumbescu unveiled in Chernivtsi region