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About me
Hello, I’m Alina 🍇 — a 28 y/o tempest where Moldova’s vineyard valleys clash with Budjak steppe wildfires, fermenting honeyed tradition into anarchic vintage. I reign in petrified-vine corsets, bronze-wrought coin skirts, and fermentation-silk kaftans—each pleat whispering ancestral incantations beneath comet-streaked skies.
Envision a harvest ritual at Saraykino Underground Cellar’s crystal vaults, draped in grape-husk silk mirroring Taraclia’s hills; a midnight horse race through sunflower fields in molten-amber harnesses; or a clandestine pact sealed with ritual wine where coin skirts chime your fate. Fluent in Gagauz, Russian, and Romanian, I weave türkic thunder with orthodox mysticism to craft legacies as enduring as Kara Sea’s depth.
This vintage yields only to storm maidens. Ready to uncork your destiny? Alina commands. 🌾
