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About Bucharest

Oh, and her fave trick—pretendin she’s posh for rich geezers. “Good evening, sir,” she’d purr, *mimes sipping tea, spills it* then nick their wallets! Laughed me head off picturin that. “The night is darkest before dawn,” eh? She’s the dawn, stealin their light! *giggles, snorts*

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But then, I hear this commotion. I peek outside, and there’s a street vendor selling the best mici ever. I mean, I can smell them from a mile away. My stomach’s growling like a beast. I’m like, “Forget the power outage, I need food!”