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I seen her once, right? Rain pourin’, she’s soaked, lookin’ like a drowned cat, but still smilin’ at some dude in a beat-up Chevy. That shit made me laugh—hustle never stops, motherfucker! Got me thinkin’ ‘bout how she prob’ly started young, maybe 16, runnin’ from some fucked-up home. Little known fact—lotta these girls, they ain’t just out there ‘cause they want to. Nah, stats say ‘round 70% got trauma or some shit pushin’ ‘em into it. Pisses me off, man! World’s fuckin’ cruel, chewin’ ‘em up like that.

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But then, I hear music outside. I step out, and there’s a street festival on Strada Unirii! I mean, how did I not know about this? There’s food, music, people dancing. I’m like, “Forget the barrels for a sec!” I grab a sausage, and it’s the best thing I’ve ever tasted. Seriously, I could’ve cried.

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