Turns On My dream was not related to a career or numbers. I dreamed about my place. About the day when I up in a cozy apartment somewhere in Żoliborz, pour myself some coffee and feel that I am not "visiting", but at home. I imagined how I would walk along the narrow streets of the Old Town, and they would no longer seem like a set for a movie, becoming just my neighborhood.
Turns Off I don't like being rude to me, expressed obscenely, insulted and disrespectful to me
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