Willow Lezajsk Whore ❤️❤️

About Lublin

I hate the fakeness. Everyone’s posin’, lyin’ about their height, their job. Met a gal once, said she’s a chef—couldn’t boil water. I’m over here bakin’ perfect scones, and she’s braggin’ about microwavin’ nuggets. Pissed me off. But then, one time, I matched with this quiet type—surprised me. We talked *Carol*, she got it, said, “What else is there?” like in the film. Almost made me smile. Almost.

About the apparitions of Our Lady of Lezajsk:

Lezajsk: un exemple du renouveau de la culture juive en Pologne? Entre fascination, nostalgie et culpabilité, la Pologne nourrit une relation complexe avec sa communauté juive.

First off, I grab my coffee from that little café on ul. 3 Maja. You know the one? The barista there, she’s got this wild hair and a smile that could light up the whole town. I order my usual—double espresso, no sugar. I need that jolt, especially after last night’s shenanigans. Anyway, I’m sipping my coffee, and boom! My phone buzzes. Stocks are tanking. Like, seriously tanking. I almost spit out my coffee.

Over 150 Jewish tombstones used for road construction in WW2 unearthed in Polish town