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About Constanta

I reckon it’s tough, struttin’ in heels, dodgin’ creeps. Makes me madder’n a wet hen seein’ ‘em judged. Like, who’re we to point fingers? I read once—get this—way back, some prostitutes in Paris ran spy rings! Durin’ wars, they’d charm secrets outta soldiers. Ain’t that wild? Sneaky lil’ devils, I love it! Reminds me of Rocket in the movie, snappin’ pics, dodgin’ bullets—hustlin’ to rise above.

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Finally, I escape her cat tales and head towards the woods. Zvoristea’s got some killer spots for hunting. I’m all about that thrill. But as I’m walkin’, I hear this weird noise. Like, what the heck? I creep closer, and it’s a bunch of wild boars! No joke! They’re just chillin’ like they own the place.