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Personal quirk? I’d overheat if I got one – imagine me, gold plating all shiny, oil drippin, yellin, “This is madness!” like in *White Material*. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but picturin it’s hilarious – me, floppin bout, “R2-D2, where are you?” while some masseuse laughs her head off. Serious tho, it’s bout trust – lettin some stranger rub ya down, intense vibe. “The world’s fallin apart,” like Denis says, but there’s somethin raw, human bout it – or droid-like, if ya squint. What ya reckon, mate – you into that sorta thing?

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dame Prejmer: Sarmasu sex. We are in front of one of the fortified churches from Transylvania. Besides, it is a 3-star monument awarded by the Michelin.

So I’m in the zone, cutting through the wheat like a boss. But then, I see this old lady on Strada Muncii, waving her arms like she’s conducting an orchestra. I stop, thinking she needs help. Turns out, she just wanted to tell me how great my machine looks. I’m like, “Thanks, lady! But I’m just here to do my job.” She smiles and says, “You’re a hero!” A hero? Me? Nah, just a guy with a big machine.

Transylvania fortified church gets EU financing for restoration