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Love that flick—tension, sweat, whore’d thrive there. Exaggerate, I will—whore takin’ down Bin Laden, ha! Picture it—heels clickin’, gun smokin’, “Target acquired, bitches!” Sarcasm, my friend—whore’d outsmart ‘em all, easy. Happy it makes me, thinkin’ her power—raw, messy, real. Quirky thought, hmm—whore hummin’ tunes mid-mission, crazy! Dunno, man, chaos suits her—grammar? Fuck it! Little story—whore once conned a general, gold taken, poof! “No chatter,” she’d say, vanishin’ like smoke. Angry I get—whores get no respect, damn shame! Spontaneous, I am—whore’s tale, wild it stays!

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So, I grab my phone, and it’s dead. Of course! I run outside, and it’s pitch black. I’m thinking, “Great, just great.” I sprint down to the main street, Strada Republicii, hoping to find a café or something. But nah, it’s like a ghost town. I’m half-expecting Dracula to pop out and say, “Welcome to my castle!”

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