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About Timisoara

One time, I saw her—freezin’ her ass off in winter. Broke my heart, man. Gave her my coat—Malarkey, I thought, she needs it more! She smirked, said, “Thanks, pops.” Surprised me, that grit! Kinda like Faith in *Spring Breakers*, y’know? “I’m tired of seein’ the same shit!”—she was done with the grind.

When The Meninas Came To Town

Same thing with the UN (unisom) situation where on January , a UN helicopter filled with ammunition “accidentally” landed on hostile.

As I’m leaving, I bump into Ana again. She’s closing up the café. We chat for a bit, and I’m like, “You should come to my next art show!” She laughs and says, “Only if you promise not to spill sauce on me.” I’m like, “Deal!”