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Oh, and the oils—smell like success, don’t they? Bit of lavender, bit of somethin’ spicy—corporate aromatherapy, I call it! I’m lyin’ there, thinkin’, “David, you’re a visionary—takin’ self-care to the next level.” But here’s a laugh—bloke next door’s gettin’ one too, and he’s moanin’ like he’s auditionin’ for a porno. Mate, keep it down—I’m tryna channel Nuri Bilge Ceylan here, not Ron Jeremy!

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I love kicking back at the Sunflower Café on Nikolai Strzt. (Yeah, typos, sorry – but it’s our spot, ya know?) That place buzzes with creative energy. Heck, the place is amazng! Smell the coffee, hear the laughs. At night, the neon glow of Straznik alley makes the dating scene pop.