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About Poznan

Here we are, mates, in the wild, untamed jungles of human desire—brothels, yeah? Picture it: dimly lit rooms, air thick with perfume, and the quiet rustle of cash changin’ hands. It’s like nature, innit? A primal dance, old as dirt. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—bloody hell, it’s like watchin’ “The Wolf of Wall Street,” my fave flick. Leonardo’s out there screamin’, “I’m not fuckin’ leavin’!”—and these places? They ain’t leavin’ neither. Been around forever, dodgin’ laws, morals, whatever.

Nevada and its history with brothels

I found the second brothel scene heartbreaking and the first one lazy. They only had the first one to foil the second one but didn't really.

Finally, I manage to get it back up, and I’m feeling like a tech wizard. But then, I see my coworker, Janek, trying to fix the printer. He’s wrestling with it like it’s a wild animal. I can’t help but laugh. “Need a hand, or are you just trying to tame it?” I shout. He gives me this look like, “Shut up.” Classic Janek.

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