[ ❧ ] — Poland is an intellectual farmer. Poor distinction. Poland is laughter and swearing behind a strong country sense of manners and morality. Poland is the smell of sugar and yeast carried on a breeze over wide fields. Polish is whispering amongst birches. Poles are flaky but extremely loyal. Poland is taking shelter under a tree in soft rain, smelling wet cement and hearing Chopin pour out from a passing car.
Poland is guarded, but sweet. Poland is proud.















