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Her laugh? Loud, fake, annoys the shit outta me. But once, I saw her cry—real tears, not crocodile crap. Surprised me, man, thought she was all steel. Maybe she’s human, maybe not—fuck if I care. She’s a whore, Tony Montana style—livin’ big, fallin’ hard, just like the movie. “The world is yours!”—nah, not hers, she’s too screwed. Still, gotta respect the chaos, mang—she’s a legend in her own shitshow.

Deathlike Passages

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But then I see this street performer on the corner. He’s playing the accordion, and it’s like, wow, this guy’s got skills! I can’t help but smile. Krakow’s got this vibe, ya know? The mix of old and new. The Wawel Castle is just a stone’s throw away, and here I am, getting lost in the music.

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