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In an old Kraków violin shop, Buddy plays the cello, Mochi the violin. Dust dances in sunlight, and their music drifts into the street. A passerby pauses, eyes wet. “I remember this song,” he whispers. The strings awaken something long asleep. 🐶😺❤️🇵🇱

Which place would you like them to visit next?

In an old Kraków violin shop, Buddy plays the cello, Mochi the violin. Dust dances in sunlight, and their music drifts into the street. A passerby pauses, eyes wet. “I remember this song,” he whispers. The strings awaken something long asleep. 🐶😺❤️🇵🇱

Which place would you like them to visit next?

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