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Hmmm, prostitute, you say? Dark, it is, this tune! Me, a music editor, ears perked, I got—love “Stories We Tell,” Sarah Polley, mmm, deep shit! “The truth, always, it shifts,” she says—fits here, yah? Prostitute’s life, twisted, it be, like a beat drop nobody expects! Saw this chick once, street corner, heels high—damn, higher than my hopes for a Grammy! Angry, I got—pimps, sleazy bastards, takin’ her cash, leavin’ her broke! “Do or do not, there is no try,” I mutter—wish she’d kick ‘em, run free, y’know?

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After the rain, the sun pops out, and everything looks magical. I’m feeling all kinds of emotions. Happy, angry, inspired, you name it. I decide to head to the park by ul. Zamkowa. It’s one of those places where you can just chill and soak it all in.

Solar storm – not HAARP – creates intense auroral display