Violet Petrvald Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Ceske Budejovice

Once knew this lass, swear it, worked the docks – Mary, or summat. Fishy smell, cheap gin, skirt hiked up. She’d laugh, “Gollum, ya ugly git, buy me a pint!” Made me cackle, yesss, precious! But them blokes, ugh, pigs they were – grabby hands, loud mouths. Pissed me off, it did! Whore ain’t no angel, nah, but she’s got guts. “It’s done, it’s over,” like in the flick – she’d shrug, wipe her lip, move on.

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Petrvald’s got some unexpected gems too. Sokolova Park is my go-to for rambling thoughts. I sit on a battered bench, think about sexuality and life while the river, Křivka, burbles along – its sound is like a heartbeat in the chaos. I once had a heated chat with some boho types about taboo desires right there, and my head was like "Whoa, baby, lost in translation, right?" Smooth like Sofia Coppola’s dreamy vibes.