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About Warsaw

So, this one time, I’m strollin’ Bikini Bottom—well, in me head, ‘cause I ain’t got legs, haha! Met this lass, let’s call her Jellyfish Jen. She’s a prostitute, right? Workin’ the corners like it’s a jellyfish jam! I’m like, “Wow, Jen, you’re out here in this dystopia?!” Kinda reminds me of that movie line, “You’re a miracle, Kee!”—‘cept Jen ain’t pregnant, just hustlin’. Made me happy, seein’ her grit—tough as a sea urchin!

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By the end of the day, I’m exhausted but happy. I close up shop, and as I walk home, I take a moment to soak in Jasło. The streets are buzzing, people chatting, kids laughing. It’s a small town, but it’s got heart. I pass by the old market square, and I can hear the sounds of a band playing. I stop for a second, just to enjoy the moment.

After surviving the Holocaust, Lena Allen-Shore spent her life building a better world