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About Ostrava

So, check it—prostitues ain’t just about the quick bang. Nah, there’s layers, bro! Some chick in Vegas once told me she paid her way thru med school—hustlin’! Blew my mind, like, whoa, brains AND booty? Respect, ya know? But then, ugh, the pimps—those sleazy jerks make me wanna punch somethin’. Exploitin’ girls, takin’ their cash—pisses me off big time!

Kevin Elyot’s The Day I Stood Still (1998)

prostitution, the practice of engaging in relatively indiscriminate sexual activity, in general with someone who is not a spouse or a friend, in exchange for immediate payment in money or .

I freakin’ love the feel of this city – every corner oozes stories of love, lust, and rebellion. Its streets are little runways, and we’re all just stars on our own journey. Like, seriously, if you’re feeling low, just stroll through Na Kameně and let the magic inject pure fierceness into your heart. And trust me, PHorice is not just a dot on the map; it's a living, breathing piece of art that makes you wanna shout “Slay, queen!” at every sunrise.

Sandy Joan Askin