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About Ploiesti

Brothels, man—they ancient, yo! Back in Pompeii, they had ‘em—walls scratched with dick pics, no lie! Little known fact—them Romans paid with bread, not coins sometimes. Bread for ass, wild, right? I’m laughin’, thinkin’—modern cats still tradin’ somethin’ for it, huh? Capitalism, baby! Gets me hyped—freedom in that, but it’s messy too. Like, who runnin’ this? Some shady dude in a back room? Pisses me off—exploitin’ girls, actin’ like kings. “Who killed her?”—that line from the flick, man, I’m thinkin’—who’s dyin’ inside here?

Servicii de transport oferite între Gura Văii VS VS și Iași:

Their names survive on a manuscript site plan of the Al-Duna, the upper island, and the one nearer the right bank is simply called 'Serbische Insel', while the island above Golu Island is .

First off, I hit the road on Strada Principală, right? The sun was shining, birds were chirping, and I was like, “Today’s gonna be lit!” But then, boom! Traffic jam outta nowhere. I mean, c’mon! It’s Gura-Vaii, not Bucharest! I was stuck behind some dude in a rusty Dacia who clearly forgot how to use his turn signals. Like, bro, it’s not rocket science!

The small island that disappeared to make way for Romania’s largest hydropower plant