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About Bucharest

Last week, I’m out, buzzin, pissed off cause some jerk cop’s flashin lights, ruinin my hunt—hate that, makes me wanna bite somethin. Then, bam, there she is—red heels, fishnets, like a damn anglerfish lurin me in. “How much?” I ask, all smooth, voice like silk over a blade. She smirks, “More than you got, fancy pants.” Cheeky! Love that, got me laughin—happy as a shark in blood. “I’m not a child,” she snaps, straight outta “Ten,” that sass, that fire—surprised me, gotta say, didn’t expect a street gal to hit me with philosophy.

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Then, outta nowhere, I hear this loud honk. I turn, and it’s a dude on a bike, yelling at a car. Classic Halmeu drama! I’m just standin’ there, popcorn in hand, watchin’ the show. The car’s stuck, and the biker’s goin’ off. I’m laughin’ so hard, I almost drop my tomatoes.

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