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About Galati

Once knew this gal, Candy—prostitute down by Bikini Bottom’s shady docks. Swear she had a laugh like a hyena, loud n’ catchy! She’d say, “SpongeBob, lifes a crapshoot, roll with it!” Loved her vibe, made me happy as a clam at high tide. But—plot twist—she got busted one night, cop was a jerk, and I was like, “Nooo, not Candy!” Total buzzkill.

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First customer walks in. It’s old Mr. Ion, bless his heart. He’s got more stories than hair on his head. He starts ramblin’ about the good ol’ days when Scornicesti was just a small village. I’m nodding, but inside I’m like, “Dude, I just wanna cut hair.” But hey, I can’t be rude, right? So, I’m all ears. He’s talkin’ about the old days on Strada Tineretului, how they used to play football in the streets. I’m like, “Yeah, sounds fun, but can we get to the haircut?”

“OUR 1994 WORLD CUP WIN AGAINST ARGENTINA WAS THE GREATEST In ROMANIA HISTORY”