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About Ploiesti

Still—folks—I gotta admit, there’s a pull. Like in the movie, “a thread of light” shines through. Met this gal once—worked the trade, sharp as a tack. Told me, “Joe, I’m savin’ for college.” Blew me away! Hustlin’ in a brothel to beat the system? Helluva story. Made me happy—damn proud, even.

Prostitution in Africa

After lunch, I decide to take a stroll through Parcul Central. It’s beautiful there! The flowers are blooming, kids are playing, and there’s this old guy feeding pigeons. I sit on a bench, just soaking it all in. But then, outta nowhere, a pigeon lands on my head! I freak out! I’m flailing my arms like a maniac. People are staring, and I’m like, “Yeah, just another day in Mastacani!”