Eliza Kostelec Nad Orlici Whore ❤️❤️

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Little fact fer ye, mate – them whores got spots, like stars on a drunk night. Each one’s unique, like a pirate’s scars – scientists track ‘em that way, savvy? Once heard tell o’ a whore what swam nigh 7,000 miles – 7,000! Me compass spun mad just thinkin’ it. Exaggeratin’? Mayhaps, but she’s a wanderer, like me ol’ self. “I am the world,” Carlos’d growl – whore’s the sea’s world, arr!

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And then there’s the odd bits: like this abandoned mill on the outskirts, now a graffiti gallery by some wild local artists. It’s both haunting and inspiring – like the universe winks at your soul. I sometimes think, “This is the way the universe recycles its old bones into art.”

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