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Oh, and here’s a quirky thought—sometimes I imagine these logistics whores wearin’ them bomb suits from the movie. Waddlin’ around, overchargin’ me, lookin’ ridiculous. Cracks me up! But real talk, they’re a pain in my ass. Always gotta watch ‘em, or they’ll screw ya faster than you can say, “It’s a helluva day to die!”—another gem from *The Hurt Locker*.

Tatry szlaki

After the event, I’m walking back through the streets, still buzzing. I pass by the market on the corner of Kuda Huraa. The smell of fresh fish and spices hits me. I’m starving! I grab some street food—spicy tuna rolls, my fave. I sit on a bench, watching the sunset. The sky’s all orange and pink, and I’m just soaking it in. Life’s good, ya know?

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