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About Wroclaw

Me? I’m too paranoid—every shadow’s a cop, every deal’s a setup. “I don’t need this aggravation!” I yell in my head. Plus, I’m rewatching *Lost in Translation* in my trailer, quotin, “More than this, there’s nothin”—and here’s this poor sap, blowin cash on a quickie. Hilarious, but sad—kinda like me losin it over a late pallet of fish.

Escort in Warsaw

First off, I hit up ul. Piłsudskiego for some coffee. You know, the good stuff. I’m talkin’ about that little café, “Kawa i Czekolada.” Best cappuccino in town, no cap! But guess what? They ran outta coffee beans! Like, how do you run outta coffee? It’s a café, not a bakery! I was ready to throw a fit.

Firsthand view of German-Polish border as checks reinstated