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About Bydgoszcz

I reckon it’s freedom, right? Students, younguns, takin’ charge of their bits—self-determination, my arse. Half these sods don’t know what they want—swipe right, shag, repeat. I drink, I know things—did ya know, back in ‘15, some uni bloke made a sex-dating bot? Matched with 50 birds, didn’t even leave his dorm—genius or lazy, you pick. Got me chuffed, that did. But then, there’s the dark side—catfishin’, creeps, and “send nudes” pricks. Pissed me off once, this lass told me her date showed up 20 stone heavier—*“We’re all ashes here”*, I told her, quotin’ Saul. Dust to dust, mate, but at least be honest on Tinder.

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Finally, I get my pierogi, and they’re heavenly! I’m in food paradise. But then, my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy, asking if I wanna hit up the local pub later. I’m like, “Sure, why not?”

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