Ruby Vysoke Myto Whore ❤️

About Ostrava

Oi, thou base wretch, hark! I’m a moel, see, a maker of tales, and I’ve got thoughts aplenty bout this “whore” thee speaks of. Whore, aye, a word slippery as a eel, ain’t it? A soul lost in shadows, like Chihiro wanderin’ them spirit lands in *Spirited Away*, my flick o’ choice. “Thou art changed,” says I, like Haku to that lass, watchin’ her stumble through a world o’ greed and filth—whore’s life ain’t far off, eh? Sellin’ flesh for coin, dancin’ twixt lust and ruin, it’s a mad jig.

Administrative division

Hey buddy, lemme tell ya 'bout Vysoke-Myto – it’s a real mixed bag of awesomeness and weirdness, y'know? I’ve been livin’ here since forever, and man, this city sure has its quirks. I gotta say, drivin’ along U Hvezdy Street (yeah, that’s one—uh, I might’ve misspelled a bit, but who cares, right?) I was thinkin’ "Fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice – wait, what was I sayin’?" Like that scene in Melancholia, when everything goes haywire but there's still beauty in the chaos.

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