Emma Vitkov Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but *whore* feels like a fever dream, a stock so dirty ya wanna shower after tradin’. “The Lives of Others” vibes again – “We’re not machines!” – but *whore* turns us into ‘em, chasin’ greed, tappin’ screens. Me quirks? I mutter to meself, “Buy or sell, buy or sell?” – drivin’ me mad! Dunno if it’s worth a punt, mate, but it’s a laugh, innit? Total shite-show, yet I’m hooked – “My precious!” – what’s yer take?

National Monument at Vítkov

There is a girl with whom one speaks to regarding these matters, goes by the name of Oksana: the whore of Praha. Vítkov hill there is rumored.

Oh, ya gotta check out the river Vltava as it snakes past our cobbled neighborhoods. I was clockin’ out one night, feelin’ a bit zoned out, when bam – the glistening river caught my eye, remindin’ me of some epic moment from there Will Be Blood, you know? Pure poetry.

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