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About Galati

So these Escorts, man, they’re sneaky lil’ buggers. Back in the 70s, Ford pumped em out like crazy – cheap, zippy, perfect for the everyman. Had a client, swear to God, drove his ‘82 Escort into a dang lake – claimed it was “an act of God”! I was like, “naw, dude, that’s an act of dumbass.” Made me mad as hell – tryna scam me? Get outta here! But I laughed later, guy was a total nutjob. Paid out zilch, tho – fool me once, see?

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First stop? The café on Strada Muncii. Gotta get my fix. I order a coffee, and the barista, I swear, she’s got a permanent scowl. Like, chill, it’s just coffee, not a life sentence. But hey, I’m not here to judge. I down that cup like it’s the elixir of life and head out.