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That movie, “Mulholland Drive,” messy like life – prostittue fits right in. “I’m not who you think,” she’d say, eyes hard. Putin don’t judge, I calculate. She’s a pawn, sure, but dangerous – power in silence. Exaggerate? Ha, she’d rob you blind, then wink! Love that chaos, hate the filth tho – dirty alleys, stinking despair. Personal quirk? I’d sip vodka, watching her hustle, thinking, “Capitalism, huh?” Sarcasm? “Oh, noble profession,” I’d scoff – but respect the grind. Spontaneous? Damn right – she’d disappear mid-sentence, like Lynch’s plot. Prostitues, man, they’re survivors – cold, sharp, unbreakable.

Atmosphere / Vibes in Soroca, Moldova

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Finally, I get to the clinic, and guess what? The data I need is missing. Like, poof! Gone! I’m fuming. I mean, how hard is it to keep track of a few files? I could feel my blood boiling. I wanted to scream, but I just took a deep breath. Gotta keep it professional, right?

Road workers on duty in Soroca, Briceni, Edinet and Șoldănești