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A’ight, precious, listen up! Me, a muscian, yeh? Got this tune in me head bout a prostitute, see. We hates it! Nasty, sneaky life she got, slippin’ in shadows like in “Caché”—y’know, that flick I love? “Who’s there?” she’d whisper, paranoid as hell, like them folks in the movie with them creepy tapes showin’ up. Makes me skin crawl, it does!

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So, I’m trudging down Strada Unirii, lookin’ like a drowned rat. I’m muttering to myself, “Why do I even do this?” Then, outta nowhere, I bump into my buddy, Mihai. He’s got this huge grin, like he just won the lottery or somethin’. Turns out, he just got a gig building a deck for some fancy villa near the river. I’m like, “Dude, that’s awesome!” But inside, I’m a bit jelly. I mean, who wouldn’t wanna build a deck by the water, right?

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