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About Lviv

Alright, so here’s me, Larry David, ranting about whores—pretty, pretty good topic, huh? I mean, where do I start with this? Whores! They’re everywhere, always have been—like in “Once Upon a Time in Anatolia,” that slow-burn masterpiece I’m obsessed with. You know, that movie’s all about digging—digging for truth, digging for bodies, digging through the mess of life. Whores fit right in there! Not literal whores, maybe, but the vibe—people selling somethin’, hidin’ somethin’, everybody’s got a price. I love that flick—2011, Nuri Bilge Ceylan, genius! Anyway, whores—let’s get to it.

Ivano-Frankivsk city guide

So, I’m wandering around, snapping pics of the old buildings. The architecture here is wild! You got these Soviet-era blocks next to cute little wooden houses. It’s like a mashup of history. I’m feeling inspired, right? But then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. I mean, like, biblical rain. I’m soaked in seconds. I’m cursing the weather like it’s my ex. “Why you gotta be like this?”

In Ivano-Frankivsk, a man doused himself with gasoline and set himself on fire.