Camila Cerveny Kostelec Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Prague

So yeah, whore’s a mess—a glorious, piss-takin’ mess. Makes me mad, makes me cackle, keeps me goin’. Like “Leviathan,” it’s ugly but real— “Where’s your God now?” the movie asks, and I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’, prolly off with the whores, havin’ a laugh. Smug mischief, mate—I see the cracks, the lies, the hustle others miss. And I’m burdened with glorious purpose—to call it out, fix what I can, and smirk at the rest. Whore’s my muse, my nemesis, my fuckin’ spark. Now, pass me that wire cutter—shit’s gettin’ heated!

Kino Luník (Červený Kostelec)

Oh man, I could go on forever… And lemme tell ya, some parts of Cerveny-Kostelec can really get under your skin. The hustle near the market square on Busy Street (well, that's what I call it, ‘cause it’s always buzzin’), reminds me sometimes of chaos, but then again, that’s life, right? It’s instanly remindin' me of how unpredictable, but beautiful existence can be.

At Bohemian Spirit, the Meals of Czech Memory (Published 2016)