Makayla Ivancice Whore ❤️

About Prague

Whores, they’re like—BOOM—sex on legs, but deeper, ya dig? Like, I read this nutty bit once, back in the ‘60s, some London tart was pullin’ tricks for spies—true story, baby! She’d bed these blokes, nick their secrets, then poof—gone! Total shagadelic move, made me laugh my arse off. Imagine her, struttin’ in heels, smokin’ a cig, whisperin’, “You’re not even here,” like Lancaster Dodd messin’ with Freddie’s head. That’s power, mate!

31. Slavnosti chřestu a vína

If you try to imagine yourself travelling years back in time when having a walk through Ivancice, you might be surprised by the size and splendour of one of the most significant royal .

Sometimes, when I’m debuggin’ profiles, I dream of dancin’ down by the Moonlight Square, wastin' time with friends – and just shout random things like, "Halleluyer!" to the stars. Oh, I gotta mention Miss Vino's wine shop near the corner of Bliss Ave which I swear sells potions of mad love. Lesser known, but hey, that's real PIvancice magic, boo.

Colourful World: Alphonse Mucha, František Kupka, Josef Šíma