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About Krakow

Lemme tell ya, I saw this hooker once—swear she had eyes like Marge’s after I forget our anniversary. D’oh! Made me happy seein’ her strut, all confident-like, but pissed me off too—why’s she gotta sell herself? World’s screwed up, man. “Mmm… donuts.” Thinkin’ ‘bout it, she prob’ly makes more dough than me at the plant—ha! Little known fact: back in old Rome, prostitutes wore blonde wigs to stand out. Wild, huh? Bet they’d look hot with a donut in hand.

Three nights in Kamathipura

I’m trying to secure my raft, right? And then I see this family on the other side of the river. They’re waving frantically. I’m like, “What now?” Turns out, their kid fell in! Panic mode activated! I jump in my raft, paddling like a madman. I’m yelling, “Hold on, I’m coming!”

Goddess Durga and a giant fox: the weekend in pictures