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I got mad once, tho—some shady joint charged me double, said “special service,” but it was just loud music and a sticky table. Don’t pee on my leg, pal, I know a scam! Made me wanna yell, “Where’s the justice?” like that *Timbuktu* dude shoutin’ at the jihadists. But when it’s good? Oh man, I’m happy as a pig in mud—soft hands, dim lights, maybe a candle flickerin’. Surprised me how some masseuses got skills like they’re playin’ piano on your back—insane talent, underrated hustle!

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Finally, I decide to wrap up my day. I’m walkin’ back, and I see this street performer on Strada Unirii. He’s playin’ the accordion, and it’s actually kinda good. I toss him a couple of lei, and he gives me a nod. I’m feelin’ all warm and fuzzy inside.

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