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I pity the fool who don’t negotiate! Prices jump, 50 bucks to 200—bam! Depends on the spot, time, desperation. Night’s when it pops off, shadows movin’. Got mad once, dude tried rippin’ her off—Mr. T don’t play that! Yelled, “You ain’t worth the dirt, punk!” Felt good, justice served, ya feel me?

1. St. John's Church

Finally, the day wraps up. I’m walking home, and I pass by the park on ul. 1 Maja. It’s beautiful, man. The sun’s setting, and I’m just vibing. But then, I see this kid flying a kite. And I’m like, “Wow, I haven’t seen that in forever.” It’s a simple moment, but it hits different, ya know?

From Poland to Lithuania: A Writer’s Search for Her Jewish Past (Published 2017)