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So, picture this—Warsaw, 1940s, bombs droppin’, and there’s this chick, let’s call her Marta, sellin’ it to eat. Not ‘cause she’s lovin’ it, but ‘cause she’s starvin’. Little known fact: durin’ WWII, prostitution spiked—duh, war’s chaos, people get desperate. Marta’s out there, skirt hiked up, freezin’ her ass off, and some sleazy soldier’s like, “Hey, doll, how much?” Makes me wanna puke, but also—damn, girl, you’re tough. I’m pissed, tho—why’s it always the women takin’ the hit? Men just waltz off, no shame. Ugh, patriarchy, amirite?

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Then, I decide to check out the local market on Jalan Diponegoro. It’s a maze of colors and smells. I’m talkin’ fruits, veggies, and all sorts of snacks. I see these crazy-looking fruits I’ve never seen before. I’m like, “What even is that?” The vendor laughs and says it’s salak. I’m like, “Salak? Sounds like a sneeze!” But I buy one anyway. Spoiler alert: it’s actually pretty good.

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