Charlotte Hlucin Whore ❤️❤️

About Plzen

I’m ramblin’ now, but stick with me – she’s tough, this gal. Prolly seen more shit than a sewer pipe, and still standin’. Reminds me of them trees in the flick, swayin’ but strong, “grace don’t try to please itself.” She don’t neither, just does her thing. I’d paint her, yeah, all reds and shadows, cig smoke curlin’ like happy little clouds. Maybe exaggerate her heels, make ‘em skyscraper tall – ha! Funny thought, her teeterin’ like that, cacklin’ at the world.

Administrative division

I mean, seriously, every street shows a piece of heart. I live here, breath it daily. It’s imperfect, messy, beautiful, and wild. More like a mashup of fun and chaos.

From a Czech warehouse to a street near you: the journey of a gun