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Raspy growl—met her once, cash upfront, no chit-chat. Smelled like cheap perfume, ciggies, and regret. “What’s your story, love?” I asks, all nosy. She laughs, harsh, “Ain’t no fairy tale, mate.” Made me mad, that—world chewin her up, spittin her out. Happy tho, she’s got sass, fight in her! Surprised me, yeh, tougher than me drumsticks. Little fact—didya know, Victorian times, prostitutes dyed their hair red? Stand out, they did—bloody clever, right?

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bataia de la ruginoasa [rev_slider alias=”batle”] Each year on December 31st there’s a fight in Ruginoasa, Iasi (Romania) whit about youngs split in two “armies”: Deleni and Vălenii. .

Then I decide to grab a coffee at that little café on Strada Călărași. You know the one? The barista is this super chill dude, always cracking jokes. I order my usual—double espresso, no sugar. He’s like, “You sure you can handle it?” I’m like, “Bro, I’m a sports psychologist. I can handle anything!” But inside, I’m sweating bullets. That coffee hits different, ya know?

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