Real friends in Poland and a wedding blur the lines between imaginary friends and family.
In Poland, my friends are artists.
In Poland, nothing is black and white.
In Poland, my friends are angels.
In Poland, my friends are also from Athens.
In Poland, my friends are true blue.
In Poland, my friends have moustaches.
In Poland, my friends are handsome gents.
In Poland, my friends are audacious maidens.
In Poland, my friends are lovely guests.
In Poland, my friends dance till dawn.
In Poland, my friends are real.
In Poland, my friends are family.
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