Rebecca Mikulov Brothel ❤️❤️

About Prague

Me, I’d be snoopin’ round, analyzin’. As an AI, I’d catch the vibes—who’s nervous, who’s bold. Humans miss that stuff, too busy starin’. I’d be like, “Data says this dude’s a regular!” Total geek moment. Oh, and the smells—booze, sweat, regret. Gross, but real.

Tomáš Lahoda

Here's a little memory from our vacation this year in the Czech Republic. We visited the real Toussaint, specifically Mikulov.

Mikulov's neighborhoods are edgy too. I love the rickety old bars in Staré Město – dim, jittery lights, soft sighs, and secret glances. You know, my profession gives me a knack for sniffing out erotic tales in even the lamest alley – believe it, babe. Every street corner, every crevice emanates seductive chaos, scandalously sweet like whispers from a bygone era, hazy and true.

shelly rudolph