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So, escort—bodyguards, right? Big tough guys, or sleek gals, watchin’ yer back. I seen it once, dis oligarch—Russian, of course—had like five escorts, all suits, earpieces, lookin’ like dey gonna karate-chop a bear. Made me laugh, so extra! But den, lightbulb! Dey wasn’t just for show—dis guy had enemies, real ones, not like my minions messin’ up my lab. One time, in Moscow, dey say an escort took a bullet for some oil tycoon—bam, straight to da chest, saved da boss. Crazy, da? Loyalty or just good pay? Dunno, but I was like, whoa, dat’s wild!

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Then, outta nowhere, this storm rolls in. I mean, it’s sunny one minute, and the next, it’s like Mother Nature’s throwin’ a tantrum. Rain’s comin’ down like it’s tryin’ to drown me. I’m fightin’ the current on the Bahlui River, and I’m thinkin’, “Why do I even do this?” But then I see the old bridge on Strada Călărași. It’s kinda beautiful, even in the chaos.