city life

livin’ la vida loca

you’re young, living in a small city of a former comunist country, thinking of yourself as the smartest being to ever walk this road to success. you’re cooking up plans to take over the planet and find yourself on a crossroad between acting, singing and becoming a famous marketing superstar who does PR for V.I.P.s and gets to see all that happens behind stage. so you choose to continue your studies, get out and about and try to discover the world one european capital at a time.

you start off with something easy: a city with a population of about 2 million people (a finer, much more quiet version of the capital city in your homeland), two very nice parents looking up for you financially to get you the best conditions possible (within a reasonable amount of money) and three months and a half of “preparation mode”. now you’re ready to take off, get on those dancing boots and start making your way through the market (and earning some money, of course).

and after a couple of experiences, you realise that you love it here. so much, that you would not leave this place called “opportunity” for a million bucks. well, maybe for two million :) you start to get used to these conditions, start enjoying your daily rides on the tram and metro and start inviting people into your life and your soul. but you know that this is only a step in your way to conquering the world.

next up: finding a way of getting your Master’s degree in Paris and working during the summers in New York. if you know a way I could reach out for these 2, please comment below :D you would probably save a life!

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