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Sometimes, mate, I’d exaggerate—say it’s magic! Tingles everywhere, better than drugs, ha! Gollum’s quirk—I’d hiss at bad masseuses. “Filthy, tricksy hands!”—they’d scam ya, watch out! Once saw a bloke—fell asleep mid-rub. Snored loud, ruined the mood—funny as hell! Stupid, fat hobbit’d snore too, betcha!

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Then, I spot this little park. It’s called Park Miejski. I’m like, “Yes, please!” I plop down on a bench, just to breathe. But then, this group of teenagers rolls in, blasting music. I’m talking full-on concert vibes. I’m trying to chill, but they’re singing off-key, and I’m like, “Guys, please, my ears are bleeding!”

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