free beer all night in poland tonight. which is why it's 5:10 am and i've just gotten home. we rode a coca-cola truck back to the village and paid the driver in pins. you have to be creative when the buses stop running. a taxi driver once told me that the expo village isn't really a village because real villages have crops. in poland i met a norwegian boy and a polish man who's lived in denmark for the past 35 years. i don't hunt them, they just find me. it's meant to be
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