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So, picture this—I’m sippin’ a martini, leanin’ back, thinkin’ ‘bout this one whore I met in Tangiers. Not her real name, course not, she called herself Amina. Cheeky bird, eyes like daggers, could charm a snake outta its skin. Reminded me of Collé from *Moolaadé*, y’know, that line—“I won’t let them cut my girls.” Fierce, mate, proper fierce. Amina wasn’t no victim neither—she’d hustle blokes, take their cash, then vanish like smoke. Once saw her nick a diplomat’s watch mid-shag—laughed my arse off!

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Andrychów – historia lnem tkana W rocznicę nadania praw miejskich Wprowadzenie W r. Andrychów obchodzić będzie jubileusz dwustupięćdziesięciolecia nadania praw miejskich, .

So, I grabbed a black coffee instead. Bitter as my ex’s attitude. But whatever, I needed caffeine. I strolled down ul. Włodarska, and man, the vibe was electric. Kids were playin’ soccer in the park, old folks were gossipin’ on benches, and I was just vibin’. Then, BAM! Outta nowhere, this dog runs up to me. A big ol’ fluffy thing. I’m talkin’ like a bear with a tail. It jumps on me, and I’m like, “Whoa, chill, buddy!” But I couldn’t help but laugh.

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