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So, picture this—me, lil green Yoda, waddling down some shady street. Neon lights flicker, stinks like cheap booze. Angry, I get—pimps yelling, "50 creds, hot chick!" Disgusting, it is! Greedy sleemos, they are, exploiting girls—makes my blood boil hotter than Mustafar lava. Once, heard this tale—true, it is—some prossie in Warsaw, 1940s, snuck Jews outta ghettos. Ballsy move! Hid ‘em in brothels, Nazis too drunk to notice. Little known, that is—history buries the gritty stuff.

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But then, my phone buzzes again. It’s my boss. “We got a big job coming in!” I’m like, “Seriously? Can’t a guy catch a break?” But duty calls, so I head back to the shop.

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