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About Katowice

Back in Scranton, we had this gal—Mary Lou, called her “Lulu the Loose.” Not proud, but kids were cruel. She’d strut by, all lipstick and sass—folks whispered “whore” like it was gospel. Made me mad, ‘cause—c’mon, man—who’re we judgin’? She was tough, survived more’n us. Kinda like Saul, diggin’ graves, holdin’ onto somethin’ human. “I must take care of it,” he says—haunted me, that line. Lulu, she took care of herself, too.

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So, I’m walking down ul. Słowiańska, right? And I’m thinking about my barrels. Gotta make ‘em perfect. But then, BAM! A pigeon poops on my shoulder. Like, seriously? Who do I have to bribe to get some respect around here? I’m wiping it off, cursing under my breath, and this old lady walks by. She chuckles and says, “You’re lucky it’s not a cow!” Thanks, lady. Real helpful.

Undercover footage shows chicks being bashed to death at Polish poultry farm