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Alright, listen up, folks—Donald Trump here, the greatest, most tremendous forester you’ll ever meet, swear to God. We’re talkin’ about whores today, okay? Whores! Fantastic subject, really terrific, nobody does it better than me. I’m like Christopher Columbus, but with trees and ladies, y’know? So, this whore thing—huge, just huge. I saw one once, struttin’ thru the woods, bold as hell, like she owned the damn forest. Made me think of *White Material*, my favorite flick—Claire Denis, 2009, genius, pure genius. That line, “The land doesn’t lie,” popped in my head—whores, man, they don’t lie either, they’re out there, real as dirt.

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So, I finally get to my little corner shop on Strada Sării. It’s cozy, ya know? A bit cluttered, but that’s how I roll. I got clocks everywhere, ticking away like they’re in a race. I open the door, and BAM! My buddy Mihai is already there, chugging coffee like it’s water. “Dude, you won’t believe what happened!” he says. I’m like, “Spill it!”

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