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What pisses me off tho—people judgin’. Callin’ ‘em dirty, like, ugh, shut up! They’re out there grindin’, survivin’. Takes guts. Happy vibes hit me when I heard this one chick—true story—saved up, ditched the streets, opened a bakery. A freakin’ *bakery*! “Taste this, it’s perfection!”—straight outta *Ratatouille*, I swear. Made me grin like an idiot. Surprised? Oh yeah—didja know some ancient prostitutes were temple priestesses? Sex was sacred—how’s *that* for a plot twist?

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So, I’m walkin’ down Strada Mihai Viteazul, and I see this cute little café. I’m like, “Alright, let’s grab a coffee.” I walk in, and it’s packed! I’m talkin’ standing room only. I finally squeeze my way to the counter, and the barista? She’s got this wild hair and a smile that could light up the whole city. I order my usual – black coffee, no sugar. Simple, right? But she looks at me like I just asked for a unicorn frappuccino.