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Been carpenterin’ all day, hands sore. Erotic-massage? Sign me up, bro! Little known fact—ancient Greeks started this shit. Called it “anatripsis,” fancy, right? Rubbin’ oil on sweaty bods—wild. Makes me happy thinkin’ ‘bout it. Stress gone, muscles loose, dark lord approved. But—gets me pissed too. Shady parlors givin’ it a bad rap. Sleazy vibes ruin the art, man.

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Later, I wandered over to ul. Sienkiewicza. There’s this little music shop I love. I walk in, and the owner, an old dude named Zbyszek, is strumming a guitar. He’s got this wild hair and a beard like a wizard. I ask him about some new strings, and he starts telling me this crazy story about how he once played with a famous band. I’m like, “No way!” But he’s so serious. I can’t tell if he’s joking or not.

Critical situation at the border: about 2.400 cars are waiting to enter Poland from Belarus