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About Galati

So, findin’ a prostitute—tricky, man. Where ya lookin’? Online ads? Back alleys? Gotta be sharp—cops, scams, all that jazz. Little tip—Venice, Italy, once taxed ‘em, called it “honest work.” History’s nuts! Me, I’d be awkward—prob’ly trip over my words, laugh too loud. “What’s your name, hon?”—sweatin’ like a fool. Humor in it? Oh, yeah—imagine me, Larry freakin’ King, hagglin’ in suspenders! “Ten bucks, final offer!” Hilarious disaster.

Demografie

First off, I grab my coffee from that cute little café on Strada Principală. You know the one? The barista, Ana, always remembers my order. I’m like, “Wow, I’m famous!” But then, I spill half my coffee on my shirt. Classic me, right? I’m standing there, looking like a walking disaster, and I’m late for a meeting. Ugh!