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About Lodz

Little fact for ya—Romans used scented oils, rose and shit, to crank up the vibe. Bet it smelled like a damn garden orgy. Nowadays? It’s all synthetic crap—makes me wanna gag. Still, there’s this one time, years back, some gal knew her stuff—slow, deliberate, like she’s skinnin’ ya alive but gentle. Made me happy, real happy—rare for a monster like me. “Words kill images,” Godard spits, and yeah, describin’ it’s pointless—it’s all in the feelin’, ya dig?

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First off, I roll into town, and it’s like, what’s up with the traffic on ul. 1 Maja? I mean, come on! I’m just trying to get to the market. I’m stuck behind this old lady driving like she’s in a retirement home race. I’m like, “Lady, it’s not a Sunday drive!”

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