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About Ungheni

Oh, an’ dey got dis guitarist, shreddin’ like he’s possessed! Lightbulb! Bet he’d outplay me, an’ I’m da master! Made me jealous, but happy too—rare talent, ya? I’m sittin’ here, strummin’ my old axe, thinkin’, “Gru, ya gotta step up!” Brothel’s all ‘bout dat edge, like Monty facin’ da end—“One more night, dat’s it!” Dey ain’t fer everyone—too rough fer soft ears. But me? I’m hooked, ya filthy animals! What ya think—am I nuts, or dey genius? Bah, who cares—crank it up!

Wife threatens to protest outside brothel after husband spent $4K on seven-hour sex bender

First off, I hit up the local coffee shop on 31 August Street. You know, the one with the weird art on the walls? Yeah, that place. I ordered my usual—double shot of espresso. The barista, bless her heart, was having a rough morning. She spilled half my drink. I was like, “Great, just what I needed!” But hey, I’m not one to complain. I just laughed it off.

Two named to American Academy of Arts & Sciences