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What gets me hyped? The tech of it—those pressure points? Mapped tighter than a Starlink constellation. Happy as hell when they hit that spot—ya know, the one that’s like, “I am a free man!”—boom, Chiwetel Ejiofor vibes from the flick. But man, I got pissed once—dude was half-assin’ it, like a Boring Company intern on day one. I’m like, bro, commit or GTFO, this ain’t a Tesla recall. Surprised me how some spots—uh, lower quadrant—can zap ya awake faster than a triple espresso. Meme alert: “When she says ‘just a massage’ but now you’re broke and callin’ her ‘senpai.’”

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So, I hit the streets of Kepno, which, by the way, is a small town but has its charm. You got the main square, Rynek, where all the action happens. I’m talking cafes, shops, and that one bakery that smells like heaven. I mean, who can resist fresh pastries? Not me, that’s for sure. I grabbed a pączek (or two) from that place on ul. Wrocławska. Best decision ever! But then, boom! My phone buzzes.

Prime Minister at the opening of a section of expressway S11: every kilometre of this road gives a kilometre of new possibilities