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About Warsaw

So, I’m a Consumption Psychologist, right? Whores ain’t just people—they’re ads, brands, that shiny crap on TV. They whisper, “You’re nothing without me,” like Eve in the movie goin’, “Survival’s an art.” Gets me mad, tho—big companies pimpin’ us out! Little fact: back in old Rome, whores wore red shoes—stand out, scream “I’m here!” Now it’s logos, billboards—same game. D’oh! Sneaky bastards.

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Then, outta nowhere, my buddy Kuba bursts in. He’s all outta breath, like he just ran a marathon. “Dude, you won’t believe it! There’s a snowball fight on ul. Lipowa!” I’m like, “What? Right now?” He’s dragging me out, and I’m still in my apron. But hey, who can resist a snowball fight?

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