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Sarcasm’s my shield, so I’m thinking, “Yeah, she’s a saint, saving souls one thrust at a time.” Hilarious, ‘cause it’s bullshit. She’s just surviving. Me? I’d carve her a cane, say, “Lean on this, princess.” She’d roll her eyes—fair. Whores don’t need pity, just cash. “You kill Nazis?” I’d ask, quoting Aldo Raine. She’d laugh, “Only the ones who don’t pay.” Fair enough, lady. Fair eoughn.

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Then, outta nowhere, I get a text from my buddy. He’s like, “Let’s hit up the pub on Strada Tineretului!” I’m thinking, “Why not?” So I head over, and it’s packed. Everyone’s laughing, and the vibe is just right. I grab a drink, and we start talking about life, dreams, and all that deep stuff. But then, my buddy spills his drink all over me! I’m soaked! I’m like, “Dude, you trying to drown me?” But we just laugh it off. It’s all good.

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