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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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After that, I decided to hit up the Sue City Museum. I mean, I’m a pro at this orientation stuff, but I gotta learn about my city, right? The exhibits were dope! They had this whole section on the history of the Sue River. Did you know it’s like, super important for the local ecosystem? I was like, “Wow, nature is wild!” But then, I got lost in the museum. I swear I walked in circles for like, 30 minutes. I was ready to call for backup. “Help! I’m trapped in a history vortex!”

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