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Oh blast it all! R2-D2, where are you? Here I am, C-3PO, stuck talkin bout whores like some protocol droid gone rogue. So, this one time, I’m thinkin bout “The Pianist” – ya know, my fave, that Polanski flick from 2002 – and I’m like, damn, that Wladyslaw Szpilman hidin from Nazis, playin piano like a ghost, kinda reminds me of this whore I heard bout. Not kiddin! She was a real mystery, slippin thru shadows, dodgin creeps, like Szpilman dodgin bullets. “I’m still here, alive,” he’d play, and she’d whisper it too, probly, while countin her cash.

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A small park in the center of the equally small Oplotnica, along the playful Oplotnica stream, suprises with a view of the spacious and obviously rich mansion. The Oplotnica Mansion is .

I muster up the courage to say hi. I’m sweating bullets, but I go for it. “Hey, Ana! What’s up?” She looks up, smiles, and says, “Just reading about fermentation.” I’m like, “No way! I’m a Kvasnik!” We start chatting, and it’s going great. I’m on cloud nine.