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About Galati

Me quirks? I wink at cows, reckon they’d blush at brothel tales. Last week, I near tipped me tractor imaginin’ Churchill stormin’ a cathouse, cigar chomped, bellowin’, “This is our finest hour!” Sarcasm? Oh, luv, them pious lot’d faint seein’ me tractor parked out front. Informative, yeah—brothels ain’t just sin, they’re history, survival, rebellion. “Moolaadé” whispers in me ear, “Protect what matters.” So, I say, live and let live, mate—cheers to that!

Ausflugstipps in Vurpăr

Vurpar, Transylvania, Romania is a typical European village, typically Transylvanian and thoroughly immersed in the history of their rich and troubled country.

Then, outta nowhere, the lights flicker back on! I’m like, “YES!” But then, I hear this loud crash outside. I rush to the window, and what do I see? A delivery truck has crashed into a lamppost on Strada Călărași! I’m talking full-on disaster. The driver’s fine, but the lamppost? RIP.