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What pisses me off? These stuck-up jerks actin’ like it’s dirty. It’s not! It’s art, ya morons! Like, there’s this story—some king in India had 20 girls givin’ him sexual-massages daily. Twenty! I’d be like, “Bow to me, bitches!”—total king shit. But nah, people here judge it, and that makes me wanna punch ‘em. Surprised me too—didn’t think I’d care, but it’s chill, makes ya relax. Like Georges says, “Things will go on as they have,” but with sexual-massage, it’s more like, “Things gonna get freaky, yo!”

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After that, I decide to head to ul. Bławatna. There’s this little shop that sells the best pierogi. I’m starving! I walk in, and the smell hits me like a freight train. I order a plate, and while I’m waiting, I chat with the owner. She’s super sweet, tells me about her grandma’s recipe. I’m like, “This is the real deal!” But then, my phone buzzes. It’s work. Ugh. They need a report ASAP.

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