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About Wroclaw

So, ye ask what I think o’ whores? They’re the sea—wild, dangerous, temptin’. Love ‘em, hate ‘em, can’t escape ‘em. Like *Her*, they’re a voice ye can’t touch, but damn if they don’t haunt ye. Now, where’s me rum? Need a swig after spillin’ me guts! Whores, arrgh—best treasure ye never keep, savvy?

Środa Śląska

Then, I get a text from my friend, Kasia. She’s like, “Let’s meet at the park!” I’m down, so I head over to Park Miejski. It’s beautiful there, especially in the fall. The leaves are all orange and yellow. But when I get there, she’s late. Classic Kasia! I’m just pacing around, thinking about how I could’ve been at home, binge-watching my favorite show.

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