Gianna Gniewkowo Brothel ❤️❤️

About Warsaw

Oi, mate, it’s me—Bond, James Bond, suave as fuck, “shaken, not stirred.” So, brothel, yeah? Dirty little joints, aren’t they? Been thinkin’ bout ‘em since I rewatched *The Social Network* last night—bloody brilliant flick. “You don’t get to 500 million friends without makin’ a few enemies,” right? Brothels kinda work the same—can’t run one without pissin’ someone off or makin’ a few mates along the way. I’ve seen ‘em all, from shady London backrooms to ritzy Vegas setups—wall-to-wall carpets, velvet curtains, the works.

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After that, I’m riding high, right? So, I decide to hit up my favorite spot, the local café on ul. Wrzosowa. Best coffee in town, hands down. I order a cappuccino and a slice of their famous szarlotka. I’m sitting there, feeling like a champ, when I overhear some old ladies gossiping. They’re talking about the new park on ul. Lechitów. Apparently, it’s got a fountain and everything. I’m like, “I gotta check that out!”

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