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About Katowice

Alright, so I’m the Master of the Forest, huh? Guess that makes me Dr. House, limpin’ through trees, diagnosin’ the world’s bullshit. Everybody lies, right? So, prostitutes—let’s talk about ‘em. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ about “4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days”—that flick’s a gut-punch, man. Romania, ‘87, abortion’s illegal, and Otilia’s runnin’ around for her dumbass friend Gabita. “We’re not criminals,” she says, but hell, everybody’s a criminal when the system’s screwin’ you. Prostitutes? They’re just hustlin’ in that same messed-up world.

The Trail of the Evacuation of Auschwitz Prisoners

Then, I got a bit lost. Like, how do you get lost in a small city? I ended up on ul. Słowackiego, which is super quiet. I was just wandering, thinking about life, when I saw this old lady feeding pigeons. She looked so peaceful. I wanted to sit and chat, but I didn’t wanna interrupt her zen moment.

Antisemitic graffiti found at Auschwitz-Birkenau museum