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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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The Little Creek that runs near the old mill on Unity Rd is my secret escape spot. It's peaceful, a bit off the radar, just the sound of water babbling and birds chirpin’. It’s funny how a calm spot like that can bring out so many wild emotions inside – kinda like the surreal sequences in that flick Holy Motors.

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