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30 March 2024

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In a somewhat vaguely specified small town somewhere in Poland, near a mountain called Łysica, there was the headquarters of a small inconspicuous company theoretically engaged in managing and optimizing ordinary online advertising campaigns.

The unremarkable sign did not stand out in any particular way - just another "advertising" company that, according to passersby, dealt with printing leaflets and occasionally managed to make a sign for a new store, which happened to be replacing another bankrupt one. Across the street stood Gęba. Gęba was a hip-hop artist - one in his thirties who was convinced that his songs about expensive cars, parties, and lavish spending were something entirely new in the music scene. Moreover, he hadn't spent meticulously saved money from his tire factory job to create this masterpiece of a music video promoting all of his previous work just to not profit from it now. String bikini-clad girls weren't cheap, not to mention renting an expensive car in a color matching Gęba's rings and chains.

As an old Jelcz truck passed by, splashing the brown contents of a pothole onto the road just before the entrance to the advertising agency ReklaMagia.com, the roar of the truck's wheels overcoming the mentioned pothole jolted Gęba out of his thoughts. He decided to take a risk and spend his Sunday bonus on the last resort for his career - the advertising agency. Fate had it that he chose this inconspicuous and not very well-known or well-regarded one at that.

The round doorknob stuck to his sweaty palm; he turned it to the left - the door didn't budge. "What the...?" Gęba thought. Just to be sure, he tried the other way, and then the door slowly swung open with a loud click and simultaneous jingling of bells (reminiscent of those from the communist era) suspended above...

Upon entering, Gęba found himself in a small shop that looked like a computer store, or rather a computer antiquarian shop. Cables were strewn everywhere along the walls and behind the shelves. The shelves themselves, typical cheap Chinese "knock-offs," looked as if they were about to collapse under the weight of various computer parts scattered without any clear order or theme. Sitting behind a screen radiating over the desk at the opposite end of the room from the entrance was a balding but mustachioed and bearded man.

At the sight of Gęba, he grumbled, "What?"

Gęba jumped, not having realized he wasn't alone. "Uh, I mean, I need views, likes, and overall fame on my YOUTUBE channel - how much per thousand?" he asked, gaining confidence as he spoke. The bald man's right eyebrow lifted, as did the left corner of his mouth, both of which were hard to discern amidst his facial hair.

"We don't sell likes and fame at all," he replied.

"I don't understand... What does a marketing agency do, then?"

"...marketing. What did you think? Trolling farms?"

"Not exactly..."

Gęba looked disappointed and began to turn towards the exit when the bearded man muttered, "You have to work for fame yourself, huh?"

"What did you say?!" Gęba considered it a direct insult.

"Enter this LINK, there are two social media carousels, sign up and click your own likes. If you want to buy them, you can do it there too - we don't deal with that."

"Oh, I see... Thanks! ...One more thing - what is Marketing anyway?"

"Ah, you see, good you reminded me - the pages behind the LINK are in English - will that be a problem?"

"Uh, well... um, I guess not..."

"I had a feeling - install a Translator if you don't know, and you should manage, and that whole 'marketing' thing is an English word - you can translate that yourself."

The bald bearded man couldn't help but smile at the thought of the translation outcome. His mixture of black humor and Łódź blood made him particularly good at it. Unaware, Gęba also smiled, pleased that he had just discovered a way to understand the other half of the internet. "Amazing. This agency will change my life!" he thought and threw as he left:

"Thanks A LOT!"

Łysy didn't hear, engrossed in the vision of Gęba's open mouth pretending to understand something he didn't. The closing door snapped him out of his reverie, but the smile remained under his mustache.

A few walls away in the server room, amidst the workstation shelves and cable tangles, a figure in a hood puffed on a long wooden pipe - even though there couldn't be rain under the canopy. As Gęba slammed the door, a feminine voice spoke to herself, "Oh, it'll change, oh, it'll change..."
Gęba left the advertising agency DanielGrabalski.com with newfound enthusiasm and hope for success. Finally, he had the tools to gain fame and recognition in the world of hip-hop music. He installed a translator on his phone and began browsing the pages recommended by the bearded bald man. He clicked likes, commented on other artists' posts, and felt like a fish in water.

Meanwhile, in the server room of the ReklaMagia.com agency, the hooded figure continued their work. Their fingers swiftly moved across the computer keyboard, making changes to the code of the advertising campaign optimization program. The work was challenging and demanding, but it gave them satisfaction.

A few days later, Gęba noticed an increase in views on his YouTube channel. His music video was becoming more and more popular, and the number of subscribers was growing day by day.

He was excited and grateful to the ReklaMagia.com agency for their help.

However, not everything went as smoothly as he wished. Some listeners criticized his music for lack of originality and repetitive themes. Gęba was determined to prove his worth as an artist.

So, he came up with the idea of ​​writing a new song about his experiences with seeking fame and recognition. He wanted to show people the true face of show business and its hardships.

He worked on the lyrics for several days, polishing every word and rhyme. When he was ready to record the song, he went to the recording studio with his music producer.

The recording went smoothly, and Gęba was proud of his work. He returned home full of hope for the success of his new single.

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