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Now, “The Return”—that film I love? Hits different thinking of brothels. Those boys, lost, searching for somethin’—father’s a ghost, a shadow. Brothels are like that island—bleak, pulling you in, no way out. “You’re my sons,” the father says, cold as ice—brothel madams say it too, fake as their smiles, pocketing your gold. Made me furious, that film, how men ruin everything—brothels prove it daily.

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So, I finally get my coffee, and I’m feeling good. I head over to the park near Strada Tineretului. It’s a chill spot, you know? I sit down, take a sip, and just soak it all in. Kids are playing, couples are walking, and there’s this old man feeding pigeons. I swear, those pigeons are like his best friends. It’s kinda sweet, but also a little weird.