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So, I’m cruisin downtown, neon lights flashin, lookin for a score. Ain’t no saint, never was—greed is good, keeps the wheels turnin. This chick, right, she’s leanin on a lamppost, skirt hiked up, smokin a cig like she owns the block. I’m like, “Hey, darlin, what’s the price?” She smirks, “Honey, you can’t afford me.” Pissed me off—me, Gordon Gekko, can’t afford her? Bullshit! I laugh tho, cause it’s ballsy, respect that.

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So, I’m munching on my cozonac, feeling all good, when I see this dude trying to parallel park on Strada Libertății. I mean, c’mon, man! It’s not rocket science! He’s going back and forth, like a kid learning to ride a bike. I’m standing there, laughing my ass off, and then—BAM! He hits the curb. I almost choked on my pastry. Classic Helegiu moment, right?