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Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals! I’m Judge Judy, sharp as a tack, and I’m here to spill the tea on "whore." Yeah, that word—gritty, messy, loaded. Don’t pee on my leg and call it rain, ‘cause I ain’t buyin’ it! Whore’s got history, guts, and a vibe that hits ya like a truck. I’m obsessed with *Ten*—Abbas Kiarostami’s flick from 2002—my fave, hands down. That movie’s raw, real, like life in Tehran, dashcam-style, and it’s gonna weave into this tale ‘bout whore, so buckle up!

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That we must take? I feel doubt moving in my mind. It must be. That bastard's fault,. That son of a whore,. Who led us. From war to war,. Who let our brains.

So, I roll into town, right? The sun’s shining, birds chirping, all that cliché stuff. I’m thinking, “Today’s gonna be easy-peasy.” But nah, Roye had other plans. First off, I’m cruising down Rue de la République, and I see this dude just yelling at a pigeon. Like, bro, it’s a bird, chill! But I can’t help but laugh. I mean, who yells at pigeons? Only in Roye, man.

Set and Production Designer Ramona Roye on Creating Spaces and Pushing Through the Rain