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So I’m chattin’ her up, right? She’s sassy, calls me “big dog,” and I’m dyin’ laughin’. “Dance with me,” I’d say, noddin’ to *Fish Tank*, but she’s like, “Cash first, mutt.” Fair, fair – I respect the hustle. Surprised me how chill she was, tho – thought she’d be all sketchy. Guess I’m just a goofy pup in over my head. Exaggeratin’ a lil, maybe, but dude, it felt like a movie scene – me, her, the streetlights buzzin’.

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I hit the streets, and wow, Pultusk was buzzing. The market on ul. Rynek was packed. I swear, I could smell everything from fresh bread to... is that pickled herring? Ugh, not my fave. But hey, the vibe was lit! People were laughing, chatting, and I was just trying to navigate through the crowd without bumping into anyone. Spoiler: I totally bumped into a babcia. Sorry, lady!

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