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What pisses me off? The fakers! These posers chargin’ $200 for a “sexual-massage” and it’s just a lousy backrub—bitch, please! I’d rather watch Son of Saul again and cry my eyes out—“What’s done cannot be undone”—than waste my money on that crap. But when it’s good? Oh man, I’m happy as a pig in shit. This one time, my buddy swore he got one in Vegas—said the chick’s hands were magic, like she was kneadn’ his soul. I was jealous, not gonna lie—my soul’s still stiff as a board!

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As I’m walking back, I pass by the old church on ul. Kościelna. It’s beautiful, but it gives me the creeps. Like, what if ghosts are real? I’m not trying to get haunted today, thank you very much.

New markings of Jewish cemeteries in Poland