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Oi, mate, it’s Bond—James Bond, suave, “shaken, not stirred.” So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah? Not the street corner type, nah, I’m thinkin’ deeper—like in *Yi Yi*, that quiet vibe, y’know? Whores ain’t just bodies, they’re stories, man. Like Taipei’s neon haze, they drift—silent, heavy, real. “Everyone needs a family,” movie says, but whores? They got none, or too many—ironic, innit?

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Then, I hit the streets. Rediu is wild, man. You got the old buildings mixed with new stuff, like a weird architectural smoothie. I’m walking down Strada Timișoara, and I see this street performer. Dude’s playing the accordion, and honestly, he’s killing it. I’m vibing, feeling all the good energy, and then—WHAM! A pigeon poops on my shoulder. Like, really? I’m just trying to enjoy my day!

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