Anna Targoviste Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Bucharest

Oh, and the johns? Some are sad sacks, some are power-trippin’ losers. Seen ‘em all, I bet—prolly smell like desperation and Old Spice. Hilarious, but sad too. I’m like, “Bruh, get a grip!” Anyway, it’s a grind—cash quick, danger high. Some girls bank it, others trapped. Breaks my damn heart.

GPS Failed

After that, I’m walking down Strada Libertății, trying to shake off the bad vibes. And then, bam! I see this street performer. He’s juggling flaming torches! In Targoviste! I’m like, “What’s next? A lion tamer?” I stop to watch, and honestly, it’s the highlight of my day. I even throw him a few coins. Gotta support the arts, right?

Romanian Dictator Nicolae Ceausescu Execution Site Opens as Museum