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About Szczecin

What suprised me? She smiled once, talkin’ to some dude—soft, real shit. Made me happy, like, yo, she still human, not just a body for sale. But then, bam, dude grabs her arm—fuck that noise, I was heated! Wanted to roll up, be like, “Chill, homie!” Didn’t, tho—Snoop don’t start no drama ‘less it’s personal.

Early life

See a list of half the victims of this atrocity at www.facebook.com The tops of the rounded tombstones Missing: prostitute.

First off, I hit up ul. Kościuszki for some coffee. You know, the good stuff. I’m standing there, waiting for my latte, and this dude in front of me orders a triple shot, extra foam, unicorn sprinkles or whatever. Like, bro, it’s just coffee! Chill out! I’m already rolling my eyes when my phone buzzes. It’s my editor, like, “Where’s that article?” Ugh, I forgot!

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