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One night, I’m closin’ up, and she’s leanin’ on a pole, smokin’. I toss her a leftover scone—baker’s heart, y’know? She grins, says, “Thanks, sugar,” and I’m happy as a pig in mud. *“We’re in love. We just want to be together,”* I hear Sam say in my head, and I’m thinkin’, maybe she’s just lovin’ life her way. But lordy, the cops roll by, and I’m sweatin’—don’t nab her, she’s good people!

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So, I keep walking, and I hit ul. Leśna. This street is where all the cool kids hang out. I see a group of teens, blasting music, dancing like they’re in a music video. I’m thinking, “Man, I wish I had moves like that.” But then, one of them trips and falls right on their face. Oof! I couldn’t help but chuckle. They got up, brushed it off, and kept dancing. Gotta respect that spirit, right?

A7V tank from World War I on the bottom Wieprz river? It may be the first original in Europe!