Tag: Gliwice
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But I can also see now — with the distance of time — that I didn’t do it alone.
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The KAFO mural in Gliwice held deep meaning for the author, sparking admiration and dreams of its artist’s identity. Unfortunately, cherished digital copies were lost, leaving only imperfect images from an old iPad. The author seeks help identifying the artist to honor their impactful work and express sincere gratitude.
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“Nothing too sweet,” she’d say, rolling her eyes with affection. “If I made cakes like we do back home, they’d think I was trying to kill them.”
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Guilty as charged. The look on my face in those moments must have been as blank as a fresh Toulouse-Lautrec canvas.
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I even bought an SCA Coffee Taster’s Flavour Wheel poster, privately thanking my lucky stars that I’d never tasted anything falling into the category labelled simply “Other”.
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Why the bamboo?” I whispered. “Does it change the science?”
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… a reminder that joy often arrives unplanned, like a sudden summer rain.
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If a new wave of cafés had already arrived during my visits between 2007 and 2010, it slipped past me unnoticed. I wasn’t yet tuned to its frequency.
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t was a ridiculous thought, but it grounded everything: a British ex-cop turned English teacher, locking a bicycle beneath the gaze of a Soviet tank before walking into a Prussian courthouse to instruct senior judiciary and paralegals. Gliwice had a unique way of making the improbable feel entirely normal.
