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About Timisoara

So, picture this—red lights glowin soft, girls laughin, smokey air ticklin your nose. I reckon it’s like a twisted happy accident, right? Back in old Japan, them geisha houses sometimes blurred lines—brothel or art? Historians fight over it, but I say, who cares, let’s paint it vivid! Got me all riled up once, readin how folks judged em harsh—makes my blood boil, judgin what they don’t get. Happy lil trees don’t judge, they just sway.

FORBIDDEN POMPEII

The ancient lupanar (brothel) Roman city of Pompeii still stands, its walls still adorned with images of the erotic arts, despite the destruction of the city in a volcanic eruption in

I sprint down Strada Libertății, trying not to spill my sarmale. I’m thinking, “Why do I even have meetings? They’re so boring!” But I gotta meet with some local business folks about the economy. You know, the usual stuff—GDP, inflation, blah blah. But when I get there, it’s a total snooze fest. I’m sitting there, nodding along, but inside I’m like, “Can we talk about something fun? Like the best place to get mici?”

Governement allots EUR 30 mln to close uncompetitive coal mines