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About Cluj-Napoca

*slow, ominous breathing* I… am your father. Sex-dating, huh? Filthy game, that one. Runs wild in these prison walls. Seen it all, man—swipin’ right, hookin’ up fast. Like, back in ‘89, this inmate, Joey, he’d smuggle Polaroids. Nude pics traded for cigs. Old-school sex-dating, ya know? Made me laugh, the desperation. “The past is a lighthouse,” like Monsieur Gustave says in *The Grand Budapest*. Shines on this modern mess—apps, DMs, all that crap.

About the Museum

Applications are now open. Twice per year we welcome young graduates into our organisation as trainees. For them it is a chance to gain valuable experience.

Finally, she shows up, and she’s all flustered. I’m thinking, “Great, now I gotta calm her down.” We sit down, and she starts talking about her investments. I’m trying to focus, but all I can think about is that coffee I didn’t get.

Twenty three years of pastoral leadership of the Metropolitan of Târgovişte