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Oh, an’ the decor—tacky velvet, busted mirrors—hilarious! Looks like Thor’s hammer hit a thrift shop. Bet they’ve seen some sights—blokes cryin’ mid-shag, prolly. Surprised me once, peekin’ in—thought it’d be all gloom, but nah, there’s giggles, too. Human messiness, innit? Love that chaos—keeps me buzzin’. So yeah, brothel’s a madhouse—dirty, loud, alive. You ever been? Don’t lie, ya cheeky sod—I’d know!

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Lunchtime rolls around, and I need a break. I hit up the local market on ul. Słoneczna. It’s buzzing with people. I grab some pierogi from this little babcia. She’s the sweetest! I swear, her pierogi could cure any bad day. I sit on a bench, watching the world go by. Kids are playing, old folks are chatting. Chocznia has this vibe, ya know? It’s small but full of life.

Edward Ciejek