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About Chisinau

Dunno, somethin’ ‘bout ‘em screams freedom, y’know? No rules, no desk job, just raw bloody life. *Amour* whispers that too—“I can’t take it anymore.” They take it, though—every damn night. Me? I’d rather wrestle Blofeld than that grind. Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But it’s a mad, messy world down there.

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Desi, cronicarul Radu Popescu preciza in "Istoriile domnilor Tarii Romanesti" ca Stefanita Lupu mai era supranumit si "Stefan slabanogul”, “necoptu in varsta sa”, “dezmierdat si inimos”, “la .

After that, I strolled down to the park by the river. The Dniester River, to be exact. It’s beautiful, man. I sat on a bench, strumming my guitar, just vibing. Then, outta nowhere, this kid runs up to me. He’s like, “Play ‘Despacito’!” I’m like, “Dude, I’m not a jukebox!” But I played it anyway. The kid starts dancing, and suddenly, I’m the coolest dude in Stefan-Voda. Crazy how fast that can change, right?

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