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So, brothels—man, they’re wild! Been around forever, like ancient Rome had ‘em, called “lupanars,” meanin’ wolf dens—how badass is that? Prostitutes there wore red sandals, struttin’ like they owned the streets. Fast forward, I’m picturin’ some dingy spot downtown, neon buzzin’, girls laughin’ too loud to cover the sadness. “The cave is cool, moist,” like Boonmee’s jungle—same vibe, hidden, raw, alive. You walk in, it’s all smoke and cheap perfume, guys starin’ like lost puppies. Makes me wanna yell, “Get a grip, pal!”

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So, I’m feeling a bit better, and I decide to wander over to ul. Wrzosowa. There’s this little market there, and I’m thinking, “Let’s grab some snacks.” I find this stand selling pierogi, and I’m like, “Heck yes!” I get a plate, and it’s like a flavor explosion in my mouth. I’m talking heavenly! But then, I see this sign that says “Try our spicy pierogi!” I’m like, “Challenge accepted!”

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