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About Chisinau

But Christ, the stench—sweat, cheap perfume, regret—hits ya like a tank at Dunkirk! We shall fight through the fug, lads! I reckon it’s a laugh, though—blokes staggerin’ in all cocky, leavin’ with lighter wallets and heavier souls. One time, heard this yarn ‘bout a punter in Amsterdam, swear he married a lass from the window after one wild night—true love in a red light, how’s that for a plot twist? Surprised me bollocks off, that did.

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Later, I decide to chill at the park near the Causeni Cultural Center. It’s peaceful, you know? I sit on a bench, just soaking it all in. The trees, the people, the vibe. But then, this guy starts playing the accordion. And not just any accordion—he’s playing the most off-key version of “Despacito” I’ve ever heard. I’m cringing so hard, but I can’t help but laugh. Only in Causeni, man!

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