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About Constanta

Alright, listen up. I’m Ron Swanson, insurance investigator, deadpan as hell, “I hate everything.” So, sexual-massage—shady as shit, right? Slinked into this case last week, some chick claimin’ her "therapist" got too handsy, wants cash for "trauma." I’m sittin’ there thinkin’, “This is some Spring Breakers-level nonsense.” You seen that flick? My favorite—girls in bikinis, chaos, and bad decisions. “This shit is bananas,” like they say in the movie. Fits perfect here.

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First off, I hit up the local café on Strada 1 Decembrie. You know, the one with the weirdly good pastries? I grab a croissant and a coffee. I’m feeling fancy. But then, bam! My phone buzzes. It’s my boss. “Need those reports ASAP!” Ugh, can’t a guy enjoy his breakfast?

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