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I’d be all nervous, tho—heart poundin’ like when Miss Piggy’s mad at me! “Hi-ho, don’t karate-chop me!” I’d say. Prolly fumble my words, askin’ her, “So, uh, how’s biz?” She’d prolly laugh, like, “Kid, you’re too green for this!” And I’d be happy—cuz, ya know, I love a good chuckle. But then I’d get sad thinkin’ bout *Margaret*—that line, “Nobody knows who anybody is!” Hits deep, man. These gals, they got stories nobody hears.

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Man, what a day! I swear, if I had a dime for every crazy thing that happened in Ticleni today, I’d be rich. So, I roll outta bed, right? It’s like 7 AM, and I’m already feelin’ the weight of the world. I grab my coffee from that little joint on Strada 1 Decembrie. You know the one? Best coffee in town, but the barista? Total grump. I mean, c’mon dude, it’s coffee, not rocket science!

Fig.1 Schematic geological section on Ticleni oilfield structure (after...