Penelope Vysoke Myto Whore ❤️❤️

About Brno

Right, so I’m Dr. Evil, y’know, pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” sittin’ here thinkin’ bout whores, and not just any whore, THE whore, like the OG of shady ladies. Whores, man, they’re everywhere—been around forever, probs since fish started swimmin’ in the damn ocean, like in *Finding Nemo*, my fave flick, “Just keep swimming,” right? This one time, I’m watchin’ Nemo with my evil cat, Mr. Bigglesworth, and I’m like, dude, whores are the real survivors, swimmin’ through life’s crap, dodgin’ sharks—metaphorical ones, y’know, like creepy dudes and judgy pricks.

About Vysoke Myto

Hey buddy, lemme tell ya 'bout Vysoke-Myto – it’s a real mixed bag of awesomeness and weirdness, y'know? I’ve been livin’ here since forever, and man, this city sure has its quirks. I gotta say, drivin’ along U Hvezdy Street (yeah, that’s one—uh, I might’ve misspelled a bit, but who cares, right?) I was thinkin’ "Fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice – wait, what was I sayin’?" Like that scene in Melancholia, when everything goes haywire but there's still beauty in the chaos.

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