𝓜𝔂 𝓷𝓪𝓶𝓮 𝓲𝓼 𝓛𝓲𝓷𝓮𝓽𝓽, 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓘 𝓪𝓶 𝓪 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓻𝓪𝓭𝓲𝓬𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓪𝓻𝓸𝓶𝓪 𝓸𝓯 𝓿𝓪𝓷𝓲𝓵𝓵𝓪. Vroclav taught me two things: to hide beautifully and dream so loudly that the glasses were trembling. I was born in the wrong body, not with the name and not in the world where people like me could simply exist without explanation. I had to grow my universe - with vanilla candles, podcasts about serial killers behind a cup of ice tea (yes, even in February) and skin care rituals, which are more important to me than any meditation. Webcam? Yes, this is strange. But you know what is even weird? Work in an office where you are called "he" and are waiting for you to be silent. Here - I decide. I can be gentle, impudent, funny or tired. I can discuss a “real detective” or suddenly start telling how, at the age of fifteen, I ran away to the cemetery to watch a “scream” with a friend. And I can just be silent, if I really w