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About Vilnius

Right, so I’m cruisin’—not space, mind ya, but dodgy backstreets. Neon lights flashin’, smells like cheap booze and regret. This lass, she’s standin’ there, all sass, fishnets ripped—like she’s a groupie waitin’ for Zeppelin to roll thru. I’m like, “Oi, love, you got that stardust vibe!” She laughs, probs thinkin’ I’m bonkers, but I’m seein’ it—cosmic wisdom, innit? Prostitutes been round since forever—fact is, ancient Babylon had temple prossies, sacred as priests! Wild, eh?

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So, I decide to take a break. I stroll down to the lakeside. The view is killer, man. The water’s glistening, and the castle’s reflecting off it like some fairy tale. I’m feelin’ good again. I grab a snack from a vendor—some šaltibarščiai, which is like cold beet soup. Sounds weird, but trust me, it’s bomb.

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