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I’d start online—dark web shit, Telegram groups. Locals call ‘em “nochnye babochki”—night butterflies, poetic innit? But it pisses me off—half these sites are scams! Some twat took my mate’s cash, left him wankin’ in a hostel. Me? I’m smarter, I drink and I know things. I’d scope the X posts—blokes braggin’ ‘bout their “catch,” droppin’ hints. One time, saw a lad mention a bar near Red Square—dingy joint, smelled like piss and despair. Found a girl there, tho—eyes like the Anatolia hills, “quiet as a shadow.” Paid her double, ‘cause I’m a gent, ha!

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The applicants are children studying at the Ştefan cel Mare secondary school in Grigoriopol, their parents and the director of the school. In , at.

Around noon, I decide to take a break. I stroll down to the market on Strada Victoriei. Man, the energy there is electric! Vendors shouting, people haggling. I grab some fresh fruit. The peaches are to die for! I’m munching on one, juice dripping down my chin, and I see this old lady selling handmade crafts. I stop to chat, and she tells me stories about Hryhoriopol from back in the day. It’s like stepping into a time machine.