Addison Borlesti Brothel ❤️

About Bucharest

Gets me mad, tho – these places exploitin’ chicks, actin’ all high an’ mighty. Prolly smells like old socks an’ broken dreams. But – heh – bet they got some wild stories. “The cipher is the key!” – oops, *Zodiac* again, but maybe some brothel’s got secret codes, hidin’ shady deals. I’d bust in, yellin’, “You’re all grounded, hippies!” Happy thought – me ruinin’ their day! Seriouslah, tho, it’s a messy world. Stay outta brothels, Cartman’s orders! Respect mah authoritah!

Local Intel

When the rain finally stops, I head back to the farm. But wait! I see a bunch of kids playing soccer on Strada Tineretului. They’re having a blast, and I can’t help but smile. Reminds me of my childhood. So, I stop and watch for a bit. One kid kicks the ball, and it goes flying right into a bush. They all start laughing, and I’m cracking up too.