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What’s wild? Song’s prolly got layers – sex, shame, cash, all tangled up. Reminds me of Bigelow’s war junkies, chasin’ that high. I’d blast this at 3 a.m., screamin’, “It’s showtime!” to freak out the neighbors. Haha, imagine their faces – priceless! Oh, and the drums? Bet they slap hard, like boots stompin’ pavement – makes ya wanna move, even if it’s sketchy as hell.

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Then, outta nowhere, I bumped into my old buddy, Andrei. We used to hang out all the time back in the day. He’s still the same, cracking jokes and all. We ended up chatting about the good ol’ days, like that time we got lost in the woods near Strada Tineretului. Good times, man. But then he dropped the bomb – he’s moving to Bucharest. Like, what?! Why would you leave Radovanu? It’s home! I felt a mix of happy and sad. Happy for him, but sad for me.

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