Krakow perfect day? Perfect weather, perfect hotel, perfect woman. And the climate. Krakow's market. Settled in the photographs. Or rather carefree gaiety saved for ever. I no longer isolated and no black and white. But the color photograph, taken primarily to her. Only niepozowane. And when we get on the Land Rover and head in Warsaw to Krakow and the way it is funny and nice, and we laugh and we get the only known Fuks flawlessly into the Sheraton in Krakow and the staff is nice and you, and get peace. The best view of the Wawel Castle. Yes it's true. And then I know I'm in Krakow. Very beautiful. With Veronica's hand. From Veronica in total relaxed. And time is stops and is gracious to us. And as luck is beyond us so much we get drunk. Beer and wine are not enough. Tequila. One and Two. Third. Shocked by the bartender asks, shyly: "Do you have one." Without hesitation, the fires in his style: "You persuaded me." Fourth. I barely get to the elevator. I barely get to the room. I close the door to the world. And we are just for himself. Przeszczęśliwi.
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Fikus ... How to drink himself into a stupor is how to love to death. That's how life should be like. And it looks. When the holidays are spent in bed and not at table, while they do not mind if it rains, a neighbor who comes and says that since three days playing loud music casually reply, "please do not bother." When viewed through the prism of the most stupid scenes in the world when we go to Ikea laughing with her hand, with the pan in a grid and fikus under his arm, I realize that this picture was trivial to me but very necessary. I love this life, its sudden brightness and darkness, sadness, happiness, and it's fantastic that is happening now. It is nice and you have to live for the moment. And my condition? Another scene genre: when the store completely disconnected from the ignition, with only the beauty in the consciousness that is happening, I stand at the shelf and pick olives, and of course I fall, and fortunately do not beat up because they are in plastic, and only after some time it reaches me, it fell and them to arrange pick up and awkwardly back on the shelf. And everything looks with pity and says Veronica again. Cutest in the world. Rafciu, pierdoło .... 
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