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So, picture this—I’m cruisin’, wind in my hair—well, my fantastic hairpiece, best in the world—feelin’ like a king on this Hornet. It’s got a 600cc engine, roars like a lion, tough as nails, just like Trump. Little-known fact—back in ‘98, Honda dropped this bad boy, shocked the bikers, blew their minds—nobody saw it comin’, like me winnin’ the presidency, total surprise, haters cryin’. I love that—it’s raw, it’s real, it’s got guts. Makes me happy, so happy, like winnin’ bigly at everything.

A demonstrator in Bucharest protests against domestic violence and trafficking in women.

Outreach in Bucharest: Three times a week, members of our team go out into Bucharest red light districts and reach out to women in prostitution, offering hot drinks and snacks, but also .

Later, I take a break outside on Strada Smârdan. The air smells like grilled meat from a nearby food truck. I’m starvin’. I grab a kebab, and it’s like heaven in my mouth. I’m munchin’ away, and this old lady walks by. She looks at me, shakes her head, and says, “You’re too young to be so grumpy.” I’m like, “Lady, you have no idea.”

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