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About Warsaw

Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout brothels—wild fuckin places, yeah? Picture this: dim lights, smoky air, girls struttin round like they own the joint. Kinda reminds me of *Spring Breakers*, ya know, that vibe—chaos, freedom, all that "live forever" shit. I’m sittin there, thinkin, “Faith says ‘this is paradise,’” but it’s more like a twisted candy-coated hell, haha. Hannibal Lecter style, I’m watchin—sharp eyes, sniffin out the scene, “I ate his liver with fava beans,” and damn, these folks got no idea what’s brewin in my head.

Cafébabel is evolving!

While prostitution is not illegal in Poland, deriving income from the prostitution of others is, which makes any brothels, sex clubs etc. pretty much illegal. For that reason none of them operate in .

First off, I hit up ul. 3 Maja. You know, the main street? It was buzzing! Like, people everywhere. I’m just trying to get to my shop, and there’s this dude selling hot dogs. I mean, c’mon! Who can resist? So, I grab one. Best decision ever. But then, I spill mustard all over my favorite fur coat. Ugh! I was fuming. Like, seriously?

I fled Ukraine with my daughter a year ago. My paintings about sunflowers have new meaning.