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Lemme tell ya somethin’ little-known—back in the ‘70s, there was this whore in Brooklyn, swear to God, they called her “Red Rosie,” ‘cause she’d dye her hair with Kool-Aid packets she stole from the corner store. True story! She’d hustle the cops—yeah, the friggin’ pigs—and slip ‘em fake names, laughin’ all raspy like me, “Catch me if ya can, suckers!” Got away every time ‘til some snitch ratted her out. Ballsy as hell, right? Reminds me of Mia dancin’ in that abandoned flat— “What’s your problem, huh?”—that’s what Rosie’d say, spittin’ in their faces.

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First off, I had this newbie, Jakub. Poor kid was nervous as hell. We hop in the car, and he’s sweating like he just ran a marathon. I’m like, “Dude, chill! It’s just a car, not a rocket ship!” But nah, he’s gripping the wheel like it’s a life raft. We start cruising down ul. 3 Maja, and I’m trying to keep it cool. But then, outta nowhere, he slams on the brakes! I mean, come on! We’re not in a horror movie!

Fig.3. Female of Meloe (Eurymeloe) rugosus Marsham, 1802, the Dynów...