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Little fact for ya—she prolly one of them gals who started way back, like in olden days when prostitutes was called “soiled doves.” Ain’t that fancy? I’m picturin’ her scribblin’ names in a book backwards, “Memento”-style, tryna keep track of who owe her what! Hella funny, ‘cause she prolly forget by mornin’—ooh, that’d piss me off! I’d be like, “You owe me, fool, I ain’t workin’ for free!”

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Then, I get a call from my buddy, Vlad. He’s like, “Yo, you gotta come to the old train station!” I’m like, “Why?” He’s all mysterious, saying he found something epic. So, I rush over to Strada Gării. The station’s kinda spooky, but I’m curious.

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