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About Prague

What surprised me? Some whores in old France ran secret spy rings—fuckin wild, right? Droppin secrets between thrusts, smarter than half the suits I’ve met. Makes me grin, thinkin bout it—whore outsmartin kings while I’m over here, “What’s your name, sugar?” like Llewelyn Moss dodgin death. Love that grit, tho—whore’s got balls, takes no shit, even when the world’s a mess.

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Right by the rugged square, near Kostelec, busy market, oh so loud sometimes, but we loves the chaos, yess, precious chaotic mess that makes our masseurin’ heart go thump. You know, sometimes I get mad when the crowds bump, bump into my work spot, alrigh? but then I take a deep breath and recall that “Sometimes, the act is more important than the memory, yess, the act of being alive!” like that movie, The Act of Killing, precious!

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