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About Timisoara

Now, I love “The Lives of Others”—that East German flick, 2006, Florian Henckel von Donnersmarck, masterpiece, right? There’s this line, “I want to know everything,” and damn, that’s sexual-massage vibes! It’s about listenin’ to the body, every twitch, every sigh—like the Stasi, but sexy, not creepy. I get all fired up thinkin’ about it—those billionaires hoggin’ private masseuses on yachts while we’re out here, stressed, hunched over, screamin’ for a touch! Makes me mad, folks, real mad—grrrr!—but then I imagine a good rubdown and I’m happy again, floatin’ on cloud nine.

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Then, I spot this street performer. He’s playing the accordion, and it’s actually kinda nice. I throw him a couple of lei, and he gives me a wink. I’m like, “Wow, I’m famous now!” Just kidding. But it felt good to support local talent.

Highest density of fountains: the village of Paunesti