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Y’ever think bout the stench? Sweat, cheap perfume, desperation—oof, brutal! Favorite part? Lulu once conned a rich suit—took his Rolex mid-bang, hah! She’s a legend, swear! “Words kill,” movie says—damn right, they call em whores, sluts. Pisses me off! I’d tip my hat—if I wore one, heh. Dangerous? Sure, but boring? Never! Prostitutes dodge death daily—cops bustin em, johns beatin em. Wildest thing—some medieval ones paid taxes! Taxed for screwin, imagine that!

Prostitution : du site aux applis, la passe de trop

The Armenian gangsters patrol the edges of the dancefloor with Russian hookers on their arms, or sit at tables, with the girls on their laps, drinking cocktails.

After that, I’m ready for a break. I close up shop and head to that café Vlad was raving about. It’s on Strada Victoriei, and let me tell ya, it’s got the best coffee in Anina. I grab a cappuccino, and it’s like heaven in a cup. I sit outside, watchin’ the world go by.

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