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I’d be strollin, hair all poofed up, mutterin, “Hmm… he’s not my lover,” like in the movie, but swap “lover” for “pimp”—ha! Imagine me sidesteppin some sleazy dude, “Oh no ya don’t, buster!” Prolly get all weepy too, thinkin bout how she’s got no Mr. Chow to sweep her off her feet. That movie’s all bout what ain’t said, right? But here, it’s loud—catcalls, hagglin over prices, no mystery, just cold hard cash.

Vincent Scheidecker

When Stag parties come to Prague the common question will be to ask “Where is the Prague Red Light District?” but if you are looking for sex rather than just a performance then that’s the .

First off, I hit the road on Hrushevskoho Street. It’s like the main vein of this place. You know, the kind of street where you can find a million coffee shops but only one that actually serves decent coffee. I needed that caffeine fix. I mean, who can audit without coffee? Not me, that’s for sure.

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