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Oh, and the oils—sandalwood’s my jam, smells like power and secrets. Reminds me of *Timbuktu*’s “sand hides truths.” Dunno why, just does. Pro tip: if they use cheap crap, your skin’ll itch like a flea-ridden hound. Learned that the hard way—red rash, looked like I wrestled a dragon. Total mare.

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First off, I hit the streets of Sieradz, and let me tell ya, ul. Piłsudskiego was buzzing. Like, people everywhere, cars honking, and I’m just trying to grab a coffee from my fave spot, Café Sieradz. I swear, the barista was moving slower than a snail on a Sunday. I’m like, “C’mon, dude, I need my caffeine fix!” Finally got my coffee, but it was lukewarm. Ugh!

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