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About Timisoara

I reckon it’s brill, yeah, proper relaxing – had me a go once, felt like a new man, *vivat rex*! Happy as a pig in muck, I was, muscles all loose, tension gone, like when Malik in *A Prophet* finally gets a win – “You’ve earned it, son!” But, blimey, I got miffed too – some dodgy parlours out there, mate, promising the full monty and it’s just a quick rub! Rip-off merchants, makes me wanna roar like a lion with a sore paw.

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But wait, the day’s not done yet. I decide to take a walk down Strada Călărași. It’s a bit quieter, and I’m just enjoying the vibe. Then, outta nowhere, I see this street performer. He’s playing the accordion, and it’s actually pretty good. I stop, and for a moment, I forget about my soggy socks and tomato drama.

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