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What I love, though? The thrill! It’s like when Wiesler says, “Was ist das?”—what is this?—and you’re peekin’ into someone’s world, all curious-like. Makes me happy as a pig in mud when it clicks—good convo, flirty vibes, maybe a date. But oh, the flops! One time, this dude showed up lookin’ like he rolled outta bed and forgot to shower—smelled worse’n a skunk in a henhouse. I thought, “Lord, I’m too old for this mess!” Reckon I’m better at readin’ signs than readin’ men—sign language don’t lie, but profiles sure do!

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First off, I woke up late. Like, super late. My alarm? Totally betrayed me. I jumped outta bed, threw on whatever I could find. I mean, who needs matching socks anyway? Not me! I bolted outta my flat on ul. Warszawska, and let me tell ya, the air was thick with... something. Not sure if it was the bakery down the street or just the usual Pultusk morning chaos.

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