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About Galati

Now, don’t get me wrong—I ain’t sayin’ it’s all roses and rainbows. Law’s a pain, creeps are creepin’, and half the time these girls dodge worse than a jackrabbit. But the hustle? Respectable in its own crazy way. They’re out there, makin’ it work, like Tom Stall dodgin’ his past. “You’re runnin’ out of time, pal,” I’d tell ‘em, but they just wink and keep goin’. Gotta hand it to ‘em—guts like that? Rare as hen’s teeth.

Flesh trade of Sumatra

Then, I get a call from a client. They’re having a meltdown. I’m like, “Can’t a psychologist catch a break?” But I listen, and it turns out they’re dealing with some heavy stuff. I’m trying to be all professional, but inside I’m like, “Why can’t I just have one normal day?”

The Hand of St. John the Russian from Mount Athos is on its way to Romania