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But then—ugh, the dark side hits. Some pimp rolls up, total sleaze, eyes like a dead GPU. Tries to shake her down, I’m pissed—fists clenchin, ready to yeet this dude to Mars. She handles it tho, cool as liquid nitrogen, slips him some cash, winks at me. “I manage my own risk vectors,” she says. Respect. Still, that guy—deserved a one-way ticket to the Oort Cloud, no cap.

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Here were restaurants, a couple of bars, a scattering of shops, a cinema, a small group of prostitutes, a huge art-deco hotel, food stalls, a market and.

Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, Havarna really knows how to throw a curveball. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s blazin’ through my window on Strada Călărași. I’m like, “Great, another day of shearin’ sheep.” But nah, today was anything but normal.

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