I am 290 miles from the town, in the wilderness.
Still in Romania, but in a area where time never passed by
Living in Bucharest is a hell. For me it was a dirty town, a smelly town, depressive and whatever more... The biggest apartments could not make up the feeling you got when you walked in town and people asking you for money, or they drop dead in front of you with the glue still stuck to their nose holes. I am here cause I married, otherwise I would fly to Thailand, knowing it is better there for the entrepreneurs like us
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