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Anyhow, I’m chattin’ with her—nice gal, calls herself Starla, prolly fake, who cares? She’s laughin’, I’m laughin’—folks, it’s a hoot ‘til she says, “Fifty bucks, grandpa.” Fifty?! Made me madder’n a wet hen—back in my day, you’d get a handshake and a burger for that! But then—here’s the deal—she winks, says, “Just kiddin’, Joe, you’re a charmer.” Heart skipped a beat, swear to God—felt like a kid again.

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'You can't get away from here,' said the girl. 'They will break your legs.' So began Katalina's life as an enslaved prostitute, working a beat.

I get to the track, and it’s chaos. Horses everywhere, people yelling. I’m feelin’ the adrenaline. My horse, Thunderbolt, is acting like a diva. Seriously, this horse thinks he’s a superstar. I’m tryin’ to calm him down, but he’s just prancing around like he owns the place.

Valentine’s day in Orhei: Concert, limousine for lovers and a romantic dinner