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About Lodz

Lemme hit ya with a fact—ancient Greeks? They was rubbin down soldiers with olive oil, callin it sexy therapy! True story, no cap! Prolly smelled like a gyro joint, but it worked! Me? I’d be pissed if they skipped the oil—dry hands? That’s a crime, fam! Lock ‘em up!

Call to book

First off, I hit up ul. Wrocławska. It’s like the main drag, ya know? I’m strolling, feeling good, when I spot this little café. The smell of fresh pastries hits me like a brick wall. I’m like, “Yes, please!” Grabbed a croissant, and it was heavenly. But then, bam! My phone buzzes. It’s my mate, Janek. He’s like, “Dude, you gotta come to the market!”

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