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I’m wipin’ the bar, mutterin’, “Hmm… each to their own, I guess.” Like, who am I to judge? If some dame’s makin’ coin, good for her! Reminds me of Hans Landa—ya know, “That’s a bingo!”—‘cept it’s more like, “That’s a buck!” for them. Ha! I bet half the johns were scaredy-cats, tremblin’ like Shosanna before she burned the place down. Oh, I love that part—fire, chaos, revenge! Brothels got that vibe sometimes—gritty, messy, in-your-face.

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After class, I decide to grab a bite. I hit up this little place on Strada Libertății. Best mici ever! I’m talking juicy, spicy, and just the right amount of char. I’m devouring them like I haven’t eaten in days. But then, I spill some on my shirt. Great! Now I look like a walking food disaster.