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About Constanta

Surprised me too - thought it’d be all sleaze, but nah, there’s rules. Some joints, they got codes - no drunks, no rough stuff, cash up front. Like a damn tractor manual, precise as hell. Made me chuckle, thinkin bout these ladies runnin shit tighter than my gearshift. Oh, and the smells - perfume, sweat, cheap whiskey - hits ya like a slap. “This is too… human,” Eve’d sneer, but me? I kinda dig it, Clarice.

Local Intel

I finally get to work, and my boss is already on my case. “You’re late!” she barks. I’m like, “Yeah, well, the bus was a circus.” She rolls her eyes. Whatever. I dive into my work, answering calls, helping people. It’s a mix of chaos and satisfaction.