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Sometimes it’s chill tho. Soft music, dim lights—like in Melancholia when the planet’s creepin’ closer, all eerie. “There’s nowhere to hide,” Dunst whispers, and I’m like—yep, naked under that towel, bro! Exposed as fuck, but damn, those hands? Magic. Gets me giddy, like I’m plottin’ world domination—pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars.”

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Lunchtime rolls around, and I decide to take a breather. I stroll down to the market square. It’s packed with vendors selling everything from fresh pierogi to handmade crafts. I grab a zapiekanka from that stand near the fountain. You know the one? Best in town! I take a bite, and it’s like heaven in my mouth. For a second, I forget about the stock market.

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