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About Soroca

Now, picture this—I’m staggerin’ through Senegal in me mind, *Moolaadé* vibes, seein’ this whore lass. She’s like Collé, fierce as a cutlass, sayin’, “I won’t bow to yer rot!” Got me heart racin’—love a dame who spits in the wind! But arrgh, the bilge rats callin’ ‘er filth? That’s what chaps me hide! Whore’s just livin’, same as us—tradin’ what she’s got fer what she needs. Ain’t that the pirate way?

Explorant horitzons desconeguts

Teleneşti era un sat de răzeşi, fiecare dintre aceştia avînd cotă-parte în ţarină, pădure, ape şi dreptul de a le vinde. Începînd cu anul , marele vistiernic Iordache Cantacuzino cumpără .

But then, I get home, and I realize I left my keys at the café. Ugh! So, I have to trek back. By the time I get there, they’re closing up. I’m like, “Please tell me you have my keys!” And the barista just laughs. “You mean these?”

The head of state participated, along with the locals from the Telenești district, in the “Hora Sânzienelor” Festival