Claire Habartov Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Usti nad Labem

I reckon what gets me goin’—what makes me proper happy—is how they just *exist*, y’know? No shame, no fuss, just livin’. Like Llewyn, singin’ his guts out for a crowd that don’t care. “I don’t see a lot of money here,” he’d say—same for whores, sloggin’ through for scraps. But they’ve got guts, mate, guts! That’s what I love. Gets me all giddy, thinkin’ bout their sass. Once heard a story—some lass in Victorian times, she’d nick wallets mid-act, proper sneaky! Had me laughin’ for days—cheeky minx.

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Základní škola Habartov oznamuje termín zápisu na další školní rok. Školní rok se přehoupl do své druhé poloviny, a tak zvolna začínají přípravy na ten další. Jejich nedílnou součástí je i .

My spa’s on Hlavni ulice, right across from a crumbling monument that locals call "The Forgotten Man." I never kiss his greasy visage—ugly as hell, but it gives me a daily dose of sarcasm. I pop in here when I need to feel superior.