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About Poznan

But then—ugh—the smell! Can we talk about that? Stale beer, cheap perfume, unwashed socks—gimme a break! I’d be gaggin’ five minutes in. And the noise! Moanin’, laughin’, some idiot bangin’ a piano off-key. I’d go nuts! “What’s this racket?!” I’d scream, like a lunatic. Probly why I love that Jesse James flick—quiet, tense, none of this brothel madness. “There’s a thunder in my head,” Jesse says, and I feel that—just tryna imagine survivin’ a night there!

On permanent exploration of places, pubs, people and new music.

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Yeah, it was a wild day. But it’s my wild day. I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Even if I did lose my coffee and got attacked by a pigeon. That’s life, right? Just gotta roll with it.

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