Nora Gura Humorului Brothel ❤️

About Craiova

So, this one time, port o’ Tortuga – nasty place, brothel squattin’ by the docks like a drunk whale. I swagger in, coins jinglin’, thinkin’ I’m king o’ the seas. Lass named Ruby – red hair, eyes like storms – she’s runnin’ the show. Heard a yarn ‘bout her, mate – she once stabbed a pirate fer stealin’ her rum, not her virtue! Hah! Made me laugh ‘til me guts hurt. “A man’s soul is his own,” Haneke’d say, but Ruby? She owned souls, savvy?

Gura Humorului

After the rain stopped, I decided to check out the park by the river. It’s usually chill, but today? It was packed! Kids running around, families having picnics, and I’m just trying to find a quiet spot. I finally find a bench, and just as I sit down, this kid runs by and spills his ice cream all over me. I’m like, “Great, just what I needed!” But then I see the kid’s face, and I can’t even be mad. He looks so guilty, it’s adorable.

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