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About Krakow

Brothels be old as dirt, too – fact for ya, precious: ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars, wolf dens, ‘cause girls howled for customers! Wild, eh? We imagines ‘em, struttin’ round, togas hiked up, hissin’ at fools with coin. Still the same now, just fancier lights and lacy knickers. “This ain’t no place for the timid,” like Anton’d say – gotta be bold or bonkers to step inside!

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First off, I hit up the local bakery on ul. 3 Maja. You know, the one with the best paczki? Yeah, that place. I’m standing there, drooling over the pastries, when I hear this loud crash. Like, what the heck? Turns out, some dude dropped a whole tray of croissants. I mean, come on! Croissants, man! My heart broke a little.

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