Chloe Dragutesti Brothel ❤️❤️

About Craiova

*heavy breathing* I am your father. Brothels, man, they’re wild places. Dark, shadowy corners everywhere. Reminds me of *Certified Copy*—y’know, that flick? “Every copy has its original,” Kiarostami said. Makes me think—brothels got originals too. Real people behind the masks. Saw one in Nar Shaddaa—uh, I mean Vegas. Back in ‘99, legit hole-in-wall spot. Smelled like cheap perfume, regret. Girls laughed loud, hid tired eyes. Made me mad—why they gotta fake it? Life’s already a damn copy.

Other Areas

Finally, I head to the park near Strada Liceului. I sit down, exhausted. I’m thinking about how crazy today was. I mean, one minute I’m stressed, the next I’m laughing at a kid’s ice cream disaster. Life’s wild, right?