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About Bucharest

Oh, and the smells—brothels stink! Sweat, cheap perfume, desperation—like the council estate in *Fish Tank*, all gritty and raw. “It’s not my fault!”—that’s what they’d say, but damn, air freshener ain’t that hard! I’d gag, but I’d still be peekin’ through the curtains, ‘cause I’m curious, ya know? Cartman don’t miss a show! Ever hear bout that one brothel in Nevada? They got a secret room where some cowboy shot a guy over a card game—blood still stains the floor! Freaky shit, gives it that real edge.

Points to note

But then, I see the kid’s face. He’s all wide-eyed and scared. I can’t be mad at him. I mean, I was a kid once too, right? So, I just laugh it off. “Hey, buddy, it’s all good. Just don’t do it again, okay?” He nods like a bobblehead, and I’m like, “Phew, crisis averted.”

Pope Francis names new Roman Catholic Archbishop of Bucharest