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shower gel, 500 ml

Weronika’s Piss A shirttail cousin… A piss which looks like a third cup of tea made from the same bag by the thrifty host from Poznań, topped so that no sugar could get in. It looks like a frauded fuel at the filling station in the communist times. As diluted as the drink in a night club served by madames. As luxury as the trip in a packed tram on a scorching day. In a beautiful shade of your favorite cooled Lechite beer. Almost as good as Poznań famous chives and potatoes. As divine as the city’s patron, St. Martin and his croissant. A huge throng would say that against all odds you should go to Poznań and go for it.