Luna Poland Whore ❤️❤️

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Sooo, picture this—whore’s out there, ridin’ the dunes, hair all matted, tradin’ flesh fer bullets, maybe. Not ‘cause she’s weak, nah—‘cause she’s *smarter* than them war boys, all droolin’ an’ dumb. “Witness me!” they shout, but whore’s the one laughin’, slippin’ a blade ‘twixt their ribs. Sneaky, precious, sneaky! Did ye know—true fact, swear it—that “whore” pops up in old sailor yarns? Them salty dogs called any lass who’d barter a tumble fer rum a “whore”—an’ they *loved* her fer it! Argh, makes me wanna dance, it does—happy, happy Gollum!

What is the translation of "whore" in Polish?

Brothels, whore-houses, chicken houses, cat houses, dens of iniquity, knock shops, houses of ill repute, and bordellos are illegal in Poland. As.

Man oh man, the vibe is so unpredictable. I spat out a curse once, all furious, in the busy streets of Praga—so raw, so gritty, like those intense close-ups in that movie. The smell of fresh bread wafting from local bakeries, the clatter of tram wheels against the old tracks—a dance of chaos and calm! We swears!

Mr. Drew and his Animals Too find new home in Poland