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Sarcasm time: yeah, society loves judgin’ ‘em, don’t they? “Dirty tarts,” they sneer, but who’s payin’? Hah! Buncha wankers. Me, I reckon they’re survivors—like Ennis, quiet but strong. “Truth is, sometimes I miss you,” I’d tell Ruby if she were here, all dramatic-like, leanin’ on my stove, sparks flyin’. Dr. Evil—pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars!”—salutes ‘em, mate. Tough gig, big heart—respect!

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As we sit on a bench, I can’t help but think about the day. It was a rollercoaster. From the traffic to the audit chaos to the café vibes and finally, the park with my niece. Vladimirescu, you wild city! You’ve got my heart racing, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

100-year-old priest and WWII veteran made an honorary citizen of Romanian town