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About Timisoara

So, picture this—I’m cruisin, feelin like a champ, but pissed too. These streets? Dirty, man, not the glitz I deserve! Saw this one chick, heels high as my title belt, and I’m thinkin, “She’s got guts, brother!” Reminds me of Monty—trapped, but bold. “You’re a dead man walkin,” I mutter, not to her, just in my head, ya dig? Life’s a cage match sometimes.

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Then, I hit up the park near Strada Libertății. It’s beautiful, man. Trees everywhere, people chilling. I sit on a bench, trying to catch my breath. But then, this dog runs up to me, all excited. I’m like, “Aww, hey buddy!” But then it jumps on me, muddy paws and all. Great, just what I needed. I’m covered in dog slobber now.