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Once saw a lad postin’ he wants “casual fun”—turns out he’s married! Filthy liar, made me mad as a warg! Reminds me of that movie line, “You don’t understand the weight!”—cheatin’ scum weighin’ us all down. But then, ooh, met this one bird—sparks flyin’, my precious! Chatted all night, nearly shagged me phone instead, ha!

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But then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. Like, I’m talking monsoon-level rain. I’m soaked in seconds. I’m standing there, under this tiny awning on ul. Słowiańska, looking like a drowned rat. I’m cursing the weather gods. “Really? You couldn’t hold off for five minutes?” But then I see this old lady, just laughing her head off. She’s got an umbrella that’s seen better days, and she’s just dancing in the rain. I’m like, “Okay, lady, you win.” Her joy is contagious, and I can’t help but crack a smile.