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About Ploiesti

Sometimes I ponder, sprawled on me couch—doth she laugh at us? At the johns, the judges? Her smirk’s a dagger, sharp and sly. “O brave new world, that hath such people in’t!”—she’s the brave one, strutting where angels fear to tread. But damn, the stench of it—grubby hands, fake smiles—gets me gut boiling. Still, she’s a survivor, a rogue queen in a game rigged rotten.

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Anyway, I’m scanning his items, and he starts telling me about his cat. Like, dude, I’m just trying to do my job here! But he’s all, “Fluffy needs her special food!” I’m like, “Cool, man, but Fluffy ain’t paying for this.”

Man with psychiatric disorders from Arges killed five members of his family