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About Los Angeles

Alright, listen up, fam—here’s me, Morgan Freeman, deep wise narrator voice, comin’ atcha like a parachutist firefighter droppin’ outta the sky, talkin’ ‘bout whores. Yeah, whores—those wild souls dancin’ on the edge of life, sellin’ what they got for a quick buck. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout “Requiem for a Dream,” my fave flick—damn, that movie hits hard, don’t it? The way it shows folks chasin’ somethin’—drugs, dreams, or just a way outta the gutter—it’s like watchin’ a whore’s life unfold, raw and real.

Polish whore

It all started with "Kurwa twoja mać", which translates to universal insult: "your mother is a whore" (in Yoda-speak word ordering). You can drop that phrase in the middle of a sentence, in a .

Ohhh, precious, let me tell you 'bout our Poland (us)! We swears! This city, uh, it's like a maze of dreams and knifes, ya know? I'm a masseur here, workin’ near Świętokrzyska Street in Warsaw, yes precious, where the pulse of the city beats like a heart on full throttle. I always glide by placid parks like Łazienki Park—so calm, so eerie, like Oldboy’s twist! We swears!

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