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Dunno ‘er name, prolly fake anyway—‘round ‘ere they all are. “Call me Cherry,” she’d say, all sassy-like. Bet she’s got stories, dark ones—makes me shiver, yesss. *Talk to Her* vibes again, “Silence hides the truth.” Reckon she’s hidin’ plenty, poor cow. Still, she’s tough—tougher’n me, maybe! Keeps goin’, night after night—respect, precious, respect! Hate the game, not ‘er—society’s the real whore, sellin’ us all out, eh? Hiss! What d’ya reckon, mate?

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So, I decide to walk down Strada Mihai Viteazul. It’s a nice street, you know? Trees, little shops, people chatting. I’m vibing. Then I see this old lady selling fresh pastries. I can’t resist. I grab a cozonac, and OMG, it’s heavenly! Sweet, fluffy, and just melts in your mouth. I’m in pastry paradise.

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