Ruby Vysocany Whore ❤️❤️

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Gets me mad tho, society judgin’. Callin’ ‘em trash, but who’s payin’? Hypocrites, man, buncha phonies. Mr. T don’t play that! Whores got stories, deep ones. Like Jesse James, betrayed, used up. “Every night I pray she’s done,” Pitt’s voice echoes in my head. Whores pray too, betcha didn’t know. Seen ‘em cry, laugh, hustle—human, yo. One time, this chick told me, “I’m my own boss.” Surprised me, hell yeah! Thought she was just another lost soul.

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So like, yeah... I love spazzying out on Vysocany's old neighborhood, Staré Město. Cramped lanes, cool murals on the buildings, and that hidden courtyard behind Ulice Stínů. That spot? Super chill. You could drop by, sit, rub some sore muscles, and let life chat with ya. And in my downtime (yeah, I sometimes slip into movie quotes), I'd murmur, "The only true currency in this bankrupt world is what we share."

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