Katherine Hradec Kralove Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Pardubice

Sometimes I wonder—whores see us clearer than we see ourselves. They’re like, “I know your secrets, pet.” Creeps me out, but I dig it. Kinda jealous, too—wish I could read mortals that easy. Maybe I do, heh, ‘cept I’m too busy bein’ a glorious bastard. Anyway, whores? They’re the real deal—gritty, raw, no fucks given. Next time you see one, tip your hat. They’re the unsung queens, mate— “Their steps echo through history.” Straight outta *The Assassin*, that. Oi, now I’m ramblin’—typical me! Whores, tho—fuckin’ ace, end of story.

Žena dohazovala dívky klientům. „Netušila jsem, že se to nesmí,“ tvrdí

I start my mornings on Masarykovo náměstí. Trust me, it’s not that huge, but it’s got that kicker vibe. I chuckle, "Why so serious?" at a café near here where the barista always makes that funky latte art. Seriously, that little guy reminds me of a clown at a carnival – in a good way, ya know?

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