Paris is far, Bucharest is the name of the game. This city is ready to suck your life, these people will suck you dry of energy if you just let them. I decided to hit the road to the seaside. So far Bucharest has been: a smooth landing, a quick passage through customs, hot air, long sleep, many people, many things, many phone calls, many messages (I have not listened to all of them yet), sex, sweat, sex, no sweat, more sex (never though I would say this!), TV interview, giving away presents, running for my visa.
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never thought you would say that
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