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I reckon she’s tough, tho—like Malik, “I’ll do it myself!” Kinda admire that, y’know? Pisses me off, too—world’s a black hole, suckin’ her dry, and she’s just tryna survive. Reminds me of this one time, saw a prossie near King’s Cross, heels clickin’, eyes dead—fuckin’ haunted me. Was she happy? Nah, mate, no chance. But she had this swagger, like, “I run this shit.” Cosmic irony, innit? Sells her body, owns her soul.

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So, I head over to Strada Tineretului. It’s a nice spot, lots of young folks hanging out. I sit down at this café, and guess what? I see my old buddy, Mihai! We haven’t seen each other in ages. We start catching up, and it’s all laughs until he tells me he’s moving to Bucharest. Like, what?! Why would you leave Visina? It’s the best! I mean, we’ve got the river, the parks, and the vibe is just… unmatched.

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