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About Krakow

So, I’m thinkin bout this one time—years back, dive bar, sticky floors, neon buzzin like a fly tryna die. This chick, she’s workin the room, all hips and sly grins. Reminds me of Celine, ya know? That flick where they talk n walk, spillin guts without touchin. “Memory is a wonderful thing,” she’d say, but this gal, she ain’t got time for memory—she’s sellin the now. I’m watchin, sippin my bourbon, and she locks eyes. Boom. Heart kicks like a damn mule. I’m hooked, Clarice, hooked like a fish on a line.

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Then, outta nowhere, my buddy Tomek swings by. He’s always got some wild story. Today, he’s talkin’ about this new café on ul. 3 Maja. Apparently, they got the best coffee in town. I’m like, “Dude, I need meat, not coffee!” But he insists. So, I’m like, “Fine, let’s grab a quick cup.”

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