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Favorite part? This one girl, sharin’ her story—said she’s savin’ for her kid. Heart broke, but damn, she’s fierce! “I’ll manage somehow,” she said, straight outta *Brooklyn*. I’m yellin’ in my head, “Slay, mama!” Didn’t expect that, suprised me good. Prostitutes ain’t just a trope—they’re real, y’all.

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There are many things I like to do, to see, and to experience. I like to read, I like to write; I like to think, I like to dream; I like to talk, I like to listen. I like to see the sunrise in the morning, I like .

Then, I bump into my buddy, Jarek. He’s all like, “Dude, you look like a drowned rat!” Thanks, Jarek, real supportive. We end up chatting about the local football team, Prudnik’s own LZS, and how they’re totally gonna win the next match. I’m like, “Yeah, if they can actually score a goal this season!”

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