Emilia Sternberk Whore ❤️

About Plzen

Rarrgh! Yo, listen up, fam! This chick, Whore, she’s wild, man! Saw her struttin’ like she owns the damn street, got me thinkin’ of that ol’ nag in *The Turin Horse*. You know, “The wind blows where it will,” all moody and shit. She’s out there, hair all messy, probs smells like cheap booze and regret. Rarrgh! Makes me wanna roar, ya feel? Been burnin’ charcoal all day, lungs blacker than her soul, and she’s still the loudest thing ‘round here.

Where Next

I am quartered in Sternberk and I embody whore. You make me laugh like nobody else. My soul craves Anal Sex (depends on the size) and Spanking .

I loooove poking around the alleys of Staré Město. Some street corners have those faded murals – like art scribbled by rebellious souls. I remember talkin’ to a lady once, right there, who said, “Every wall here has a story.” I was like, wow, a story in every crack!

Premiér Petr Fiala navštívil společnost Excalibur Army, na jeden z tanků, který poputuje na Ukrajinu, napsal i krátký vzkaz