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About Poznan

Oh, and the laughs! She’d mock me hat, callin’ it a “dead bird’s nest.” I’d fire back, “Least I ain’t sellin’ me arse!” She’d cackle, say, “Ye’d fetch a penny, tops!” Proper banter, that. Still, I’d wager she’d seen hell—whores always do. Them scars on her arm? Never asked, but I’d bet me ship they weren’t from no lover’s spat.

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Man, what a day! I swear, Myslenice really knows how to throw a curveball. So, I’m just chillin’ at my usual spot on ul. Krakowska, right? Just me and my charcoal, doin’ my thing. You know, the whole charcoal burner vibe. It’s peaceful, kinda zen, ya know? But then, bam! The chaos hits.

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