Paisley Ciocanesti Whore ❤️❤️

About Brasov

Alright, precious, listen up! Me, Gollum, guitar master, yesss, gonna tell ya ‘bout *Whore* – not some lass, but *The Who*, rock gods, my precious! We loves ‘em, don’t we? Hiss! Roger’s voice – raw, cuts deep, like a blade in me gullet! Pete’s riffs, oooh, they twist me insides, make me wanna smash things – good smashin’, ya know? Keith, that wild drummin’ beast, he’s mad, ain’t he? Dead too soon, tricksy fate, pisses me off! John, quiet thunder, holdin’ it all, sneaky-like. Love ‘em, hate ‘em – split me mind, they do!

Ciocanesti – satul caselor incondeiate

First job was on Strada Principala. This old lady, bless her heart, wanted her window fixed. I get there, and she’s got this ancient frame, like, it’s older than my grandma. I’m trying to be all professional, but inside I’m like, “How the heck am I gonna fix this?” I mean, it’s practically a museum piece!

The Romanian village where tradition is imprinted on the walls of the house