A U T H O R : MARIUSZ KAPUSTA P H O T O : OLEK LEYDO
IT'S RAINING. IT'S DARK. I'M WET ON THE OUTSIDE FROM THE RAIN BECAUSE MY PONCHO WON'T COOPERATE.
I'M WET ON THE INSIDE BECAUSE WE'RE TAKING TURNS CARRYING A STRETCHER WITH A MANNEQUIN
PRETENDING TO BE AN INJURED PERSON THAT WE HAVE TO TRANSPORT TO A SAFE LOCATION. I AM NOT
ASKING HOW FAR THE SHELTER IS BECAUSE THE ANSWER "IT DOESN'T MATTER" CONVINCED ME.
WHAT DIFFERENCE DOES IT MAKE HOW FAR THE SHELTER IS IF WE HAVE TO GET THERE ANYWAY, AND EVEN
IF WE GET THERE, IT'S NOT CERTAIN THAT WE WILL ACTUALLY BE ABLE TO SLEEP THERE. I COULD BE SITTING
COMFORTABLY AT HOME, BUT FOR SOME REASON, A DOZEN GUYS FROM ALL OVER POLAND DECIDED TO
VOLUNTARILY TAKE A BEATING TO... WELL, EXACTLY. WHO NEEDS THIS? WHAT DID YOU LEARN THERE?
WAS IT WORTH IT? LET THE STORY BELOW SERVE AS AN ANSWER.
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