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About Cluj-Napoca

So, here’s the deal—I knew this chick, right? Street name was Candy, real name probly somethin’ lame like Carol. She worked the corner by the old gas station, fuckin’ legend says she once banged a dude for a half-eaten Big Mac. Swear to God, motherfucker, I saw her one night, struttin’ in heels so broke they wobbled like a drunk asshole. Made me laugh, shit! “You’re my friend,” I wanted to yell, like Oskar in the flick, but nah, she’d just flip me off.

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As the sun starts to set, I’m walking back home, and I can’t help but feel grateful. Botoroaga has its quirks, but it’s my home. The streets, the people, the chaos—it’s all part of the charm. I pass by the old church on Strada Bisericii, and it hits me. This place is full of stories, just like mine.