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Sometimes I’d catch her hummin’ the movie’s tune, swayin’ like she’s dancin’ with Chow Yun-Fat in her head. “I’d rather be a ghost beside you…” she’d mumble, eyes far off—damn, that hit me. Sad, y’know? But she’d snap back, crack a joke—called her pimp “Wushu Wanker,” had me in stitches! Fear leads to anger, sure, but she’s fightin’ it—scrappy, sly, a real tiger. Dunno, mate, she’s a riddle—love her, hate her, can’t look away!

prostytutki Tomaszów Lubelski

The youth that was born in , and , on the eve of the end of The First World War, in my hometown of Tomaszow Lubelski, is well-known to me.

Then, I see this group of teens huddled around a laptop. Naturally, I’m curious. I stroll over, and they’re coding some game. I’m like, “Yo, what’s up?” They look at me like I’m an alien. I mean, come on, I’m just trying to spread the IT love! So, I jump in, give them some tips, and they’re all hyped. It felt good, you know? Like I was passing the torch or something.

Miles Lerman (1920–2008)