Violet Vlahita Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

About Cluj-Napoca

My precious! *rasps* Prostitute, eh? Slimy word, innit? Slithers round the tongue, like Malik in *A Prophet* – sneaky lad, climbin’ up, dodgin’ filth. Makes me think – prostitutes, they’re survivors, yeah? Hustlin’ in shadows, like Malik dodgin’ prison knives. “We takes what we wants!” – that’s them, nabbin’ coin from grubby paws. Been around forever, they have – oldest job, they say. Fact is, ancient Rome had ‘em marked with yellow scarves, like some dodgy uniform. Wild, eh?

The Village of Prostitutes

Then, I decide to stroll down Strada Tineretului. It’s a chill street, lined with trees and cute little shops. I’m vibing, listening to some tunes, when suddenly, I see this old dude trying to cross the street. He’s moving like a sloth on a lazy day. I’m thinking, “C’mon, man, you got this!” But then, outta nowhere, a dog runs past him, and he jumps back like he’s seen a ghost. I almost lost it! I mean, it’s just a dog, right?

Góbéfest 2023: A celebration of food, drink and music from the Carpathian Basin