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About Ostrava

Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But I’ve seen hookups crash harder than Dubya’s approval ratin’. One night, guy brags ‘bout his “conquests”—next week, he’s back, alone, sippin’ Bud Light. “Fool me twice…” I mutter, shakin’ my head. Sex-dating’s a gamble—sometimes ya win, mostly ya don’t. Like *Requiem*—starts hot, ends cold. That’s my two cents, amigos—now, who’s buyin’ the next round?

Employee stories

Ah, and lemme tell ya somethin’ straight from me heart—I had my share of days when I was mad as a wet hen. One time, someone parked right in front of my spa, causin’ a damn traffic jam. “You shall not pass!” I roared, like a battalion of wizardly wrath! But truth be told, now it’s a memory twined with laughter and quirky local charm.

English departs Barron’s for Prosek Partners