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About Ploiesti

Favorite flick’s *Pan’s Labyrinth*, right? That bit where Ofelia’s all, “I’ll make my own path”? That’s Lysa—fuck the rules, she’s her own queen. Makes me happy, that grit. Tho, gotta say, pisses me off how folk judge her—call her filth, when they’re the ones payin’! Hypocrites, all of ‘em. Anyway, mate, she’s a legend—prostitute or not, she’s more real than half the twats in King’s Landing. Cheers to her, eh? Now, where’s me wine?

Prostitution Zitate

Man, today was a wild ride. I mean, I thought being a cashier in Frasin would be chill, but nah, not today! So, I roll into work at the supermarket on Strada 1 Decembrie, right? The sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be a good day.” Spoiler alert: it wasn’t.

Dynamics of the pathogen Phomopsis juglandina on malt agar (x-axis shows the repetition number).