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About Lublin

It’s showtime! Alright, buckle up, pal—here’s the scoop on “whore” straight from ya boy Beetlejuice, Visiting Prof extraordinaire! So, “whore”—man, what a word, right? It’s old as dirt, been kickin’ around since forever, slingin’ mud and meanin’. Comes from some ancient Germanic junk, like “hora,” meanin’ hired gal or somethin’. Little known fact? In medieval times, whores weren’t just side-eye material—they ran shit! Some had guilds, legit businesses—taxes n’ all! Wild, huh? Makes me wanna holler, “What do you want me to do, Georges?”—y’know, that line from *Caché*, all tense and sneaky-like.

Wieruszowski

After lunch, I’m feeling a bit better. I wander over to the old church on ul. Kościelna. It’s beautiful, and I just sit there for a minute, soaking it all in. But then, this random guy starts playing the accordion outside. It’s kinda nice, but also super loud. I’m torn between enjoying the music and wanting to tell him to chill.

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