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About Ploiesti

I knew dis one chick—Lena, swear she was half witch. Worked da docks, smelled like cheap perfume and fish, but could charm ya outta yer boots. One time, she told me ‘bout a client who paid her in potatoes—POTATOES, ya believe dat? Laughed my arse off, “Look at me, I’m an outlaw,” she’d say, mockin’ him. Made me happy, her sass, but pissed me off too—why’s she stuck with taters? Deserves gold, dat one.

Lydia's Open Door

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Man, what a day! Seriously, Sihlea is wild. I woke up thinking it’d be chill, but nah, life had other plans. First off, I hit the streets of Sihlea, and let me tell ya, the vibe was off the charts. I mean, who knew a small town could pack so much chaos?