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Finally, I break free and head to Park Miejski. It’s my go-to spot. Fresh air, trees, and all that jazz. But guess what? There’s a festival happening! Like, what are the odds? Food stalls everywhere, music blasting. I’m in heaven. I grab some pierogi, and OMG, they’re heavenly. I’m stuffing my face, and this dude next to me is like, “You gonna eat all that?” I just laugh and say, “You bet!”

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