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arriving in Warsaw, i realized that the city would be totally different than any of the previous ones. most of the train station was under construction and no one we could find spoke english, so the town had a rather incomplete feeling to it. i kind of felt this way the entire trime we were there. we had to locate our hostel though the confusion and the Iron Maiden fans (everyone seemed to be one). we finally arrived far past midnight and were greated by a very strange individual. he was the owner and he had an awesome Dreadhawk (jealousy) and the walls decked out in posters the screamed anarchy and veganism. some would say he was a hippie. the only thing i saw him wat the whole time was bread and organic butter.............................
THANKS FOR THE POSTCARD
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