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About Hradec Kralove

Oi, you lot, listen up! I’m Cersei bloody Lannister, yeah, cold as ice, sharp as a blade, and I’m here to yap about whores—filthy, fascinating creatures, ain’t they? Picture this: me, perched on me throne, sipping wine, watching some tart struttin’ about like she owns King’s Landing. Makes me wanna scream, “I choose violence!” and toss her into the muck where she belongs. Whores, right? They’re everywhere—sneakin’ into beds, coin clinkin’ in their grubby paws. Reminds me of that mess of a film, *Requiem for a Dream*—you seen it? Gods, it’s my fave, all that despair, that raw, ugly want. “Ass to ass!”—that line, ugh, hits me gut every time. Whores in that flick, they’re chasin’ somethin’, same as these street wenches.

What's unique?

Oh, and don’t forget the park! Park U Florencie? Nah, it's off the beaten path, but it’s got that raw, honest vibe. Perfect spot for a moody selfie if you must, or for me, when I'm tired of coding love algorithms for love-forsaken souls. I even had an argument with a gonzo squirrel there once – yeah, talk about annoying!

Prague has one of the world’s largest graffiti murals at Václav Havel Airport