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Rarrgh! What gets me mad? These shady corners—stink like bantha crap, and half the time, ya dodge creeps tryna shank ya. Happy tho when I found this one gal—sweet, chatted me up like we’re pals. “The intel was solid,” I growled, feelin like a badass. She even knew Wookiee grunts—rare as hell! Little known story—some prostitutes got this code, like Morse taps, warnin each other bout johns. Cool, right? Surprised me shitless first time I caught it—thought she was seizin up!

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Dezvăluindu-le erorile, lacunele, bâlbele, aiurelile, dovedite sau prezumate, cartea ștefaniană, aidoma celei despre nobilii transilvăneni, devine, pagină după pagină, un îndreptar pentru Missing: prostitute.

Finally, Alex shows up, and he’s all flustered. We decide to hit up the local music shop on Strada Tineretului. I’m looking for some new strings, and Alex is just browsing. He picks up this ridiculous ukulele. I’m like, “Bro, you’re not serious.” But he strums it, and it sounds kinda dope. So, we end up jamming in the shop, and the owner, this old dude, starts dancing. I’m talking full-on grandma moves. It was hilarious!

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