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Yo, what’s good? So, whore, huh? Man, that word’s a mess, just like Tom Stall’s diner in *A History of Violence*. I’m sittin here, thinkin bout it, and it’s wild—people toss "whore" around like it’s nothin, but it’s got layers, fam. Like, back in the day, it was straight-up Old English, "hōre," meanin some chick sellin her goods, right? But now? It’s a vibe, a flex, a slur—dependin on who’s yellin it. Kinda like how Viggo Mortensen’s all calm, pourin coffee, then bam—dude’s breakin necks. Sh*t flips quick.

Crime in Navapolatsk, Belarus

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So, friend, if you plan to visit, don't expect a sterile, manicured tourist trap. Expect passion, unexpected encounters, and a city that laughs in your face with its relentless honesty—just like in Leviathan: “I'm not gonna lie, it's a fucking mess, but it's my mess.” Every lie and every truth you'll find here is part of a raw, unfiltered story. And remember, in Navapolatsk, just like anywhere else—everybody lies, and sometimes, those lies are more charming than the truth. Enjoy the ride, mate!

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