@porucznik_piotr_powalka: Policja chwali się zatrzymaniem dwóch kobiet po ataku w Poznaniu, ale ignoruje brutalny atak na studenta w Warszawie. Sukcesy, panie Kierwiński? #Polska #Policja #Krytyka #Wydarzenia #Prawda

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kamyk051 :

Żałosny ten rząd.

2026-08-20 15:39:38

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Janusz Łakoma :

Piotrek jesteś Wielki!

2026-08-20 14:05:55

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iTobyloBynaTyle :

2026-08-20 13:24:06

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Piotr :

brawo ma pan rację

2026-08-20 15:47:13

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hemi4style :

Niech już się skończą. W 2010 co było za tüska katastrofa

2026-08-20 13:51:18

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Adaś Potoki :

Pokaż mi jednego Polaka w rządzie od 89 go roku

2026-08-20 17:03:16

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Renata Paczkowska78 :

brawo dla Pana

2026-08-20 16:01:28

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Alojzy :

A myślałem, że za komuny było źle! Teraz to dopiero jest syf!

2026-08-20 15:52:37

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Damian 86 :

Ta Policja to też Dramat🥺

2026-08-20 15:55:15

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misioMirko :

dobrze skomentowałes policja boi się uk

2026-08-20 17:44:19

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Gilek :

naprawdę ciężko się już hamować w tych czasach

2026-08-20 15:56:35

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Marek Jankowski :

My Polacy już jesteśmy niewolnikami rządu

2026-08-20 17:56:06

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pavelsky :

panie poruczniku dziękuję za piekny film może to trafi do niektórych ludzi

2026-08-20 13:29:58

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Beata Skrzypniak :

Ma Pan rację

2026-08-20 16:30:36

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lukasss1981 :

Brawo 👏 Mam tego dość 🤬

2026-08-20 16:36:35

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Ryszard Dawidziński :

Zgadza się szacun 🇵🇱

2026-08-20 17:04:21

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Maria :

BRAWO DLA PANA

2026-08-20 16:22:10

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Tomasz Zabłocki7045 :

prawda

2026-08-20 17:44:45

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Tomasz Jadczak115 :

brawo

2026-08-20 15:56:36

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Wojtan :

Piotrek na ministra MON!!!!!!!!!!!! Jesteś gość i masz wiedzę o wojsku 👍👍👍

2026-08-20 17:34:11

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maikamalz :

Ja się zastanawiam jak się czują ci policjanci kiedy wracają do domu po pracy? na pewno mają rodziny i dzieci ,jaka duma z nich wychodzi wtedy?

2026-08-20 15:43:11

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vAnia Cz Cz :

zgadzam się z Panem👍❤️,dzięki za prawde❤️

2026-08-20 20:14:05

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Dorota Prusińska :

BRAWO DLA PANA DOBRZE PAN MÓWI

2026-08-20 17:00:06

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Patrycja Sala :

BRAWO

2026-08-20 15:44:01

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user7799126715122 :

ma Pan całkowitą rację, przykre

2026-08-20 19:22:14

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