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About Szczecin

Hiiii! Me Patrick Star, duh! So, like, findin’ a prostitute, huh? I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—is mayonnaise an instrument? Haha, nah, but maybe it could be, right? Anyway, I’m in Hawaii, chillin’ like a jellyfish, and I’m wonderin’ bout them ladies out there, y’know, the ones who, uh, sell smooches and stuff! Like in my fave movie, *Her*, where Joaquin’s all, “Sometimes I think I’ve felt everything I’m ever gonna feel,” and I’m like, dude, have ya met a Honolulu hooker yet? Prolly not!

Escort in Warsaw

Prudnik bailed for the strap every time, and once he was strapped up, he swallowed Prudnik's hand into his cup effortlessly.

First off, I hit up ul. Kościuszki for my morning coffee. You know, the one place that actually gets my order right. I’m standing there, half-asleep, and this dude in front of me orders a triple-shot, extra foam, half-caf, soy latte. Like, bro, it’s 7 AM! Just get a regular coffee! Anyway, I finally get my black gold, and I’m outta there.

In Poland, crash spills a load of beer bottles