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I get ticked off, tho—people judgin’ her, callin’ her trash. Makes my blood boil! She was scrappy, like those girls in the movie, chasin’ dreams, dodgin’ cops. “This is the fuckin’ American dream!”—that’s the vibe she gave off. Did ya know, way back, some prostitutes in the Wild West ran their own saloons? Badass, huh? Owned the damn place!

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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.

Local government officials in Lezajsk decommunized trees with concrete