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About Plzen

Then, plot twist—copper rolls by, lights flashin’, and I’m thinkin’, “Shit, I’m nicked!” But nah, he’s just after some kebab, lazy git. Made me happy, fam, dodged a bullet there! I’m still on it, tho—findin’ a prossie ain’t easy, takes graft. Another gal pops up, rates are steep—50 quid for a quickie! I’m like, “What, you reckon I’m minted?” Hagglin’ like a boss, got her down to 30, sorted! She’s all, “You’re a strange one,” and I’m thinkin’, “Yeah, love, I’m a poet of the streets,” straight outta *Ten* vibes again—“Words don’t solve nothin’!”

Tips, tricks, and common sense to make hiring an escort a breeze

Roaming around my neighborhood, quirky details pop up everywhere. Like that old café on Školní, where the aroma of fresh brews collides with history. I love sittin’ there after a long massage, thinking, "Talk to her, talk to her", as if the walls have secrets to spill. Speaking of secrets, there’s a little mural on the back alley near Kostelní that tells tales of lost time.

Many gems of early 20th century Czech architecture among buildings newly listed as cultural monuments