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About Galati

So, I’m picturin’ this prostitute, okay? Let’s call her—uh, Candy, ‘cause why not? She’s out there, struttin’ her stuff, and I’m like, “Pretty, pretty good hustle!” She’s got the guts I’d never have! Me? I’d be a mess—sweatin’, stammerin’, “Uh, you wanna—? No? Okay, bye!” But Candy? She’s cool as hell. Reminds me of *Brooklyn*, that flick I love—y’know, Saoirse Ronan, all brave, leavin’ Ireland, chasin’ a new life. Candy’s got that vibe—tough, makin’ it work, even if it’s messy.

Going undercover as a sex worker

The city ain't all roses and butterflies, tho. I had a day on Strada Furia when the noisy traffic drove me mad – utter chaos! But even then, every muscle I knead in my clients feels the beat of Livezi-Vale. I tell ya, every knot I smooth out makes me appreciate the tender chaos that makes this city special, and in those moments, I whisper, "Oh my, it’s just like Oldboy, man!"