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About Martin

But here’s what pisses me off—people judgin whores like they’re trash. Hypocrites! Bet half those fools’d sell their soul for a night. Reminds me of Lo Pan in the movie, all high and mighty, but weak underneath. Whore’s got grit—takes balls to live that life. Little known fact? In Tsarist times, some whores ran spy rings—fuckin wild, right? Hands signin “whore” in RSL, it’s like a middle finger to the prudes.

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First off, I hit up the local café on Hlavná Street. Best coffee in town, no cap. I grab my usual – double espresso, extra shot. I need that fuel. The barista, Janka, she’s always got a smile. But today, she looked stressed. I asked her what’s up, and she said something about a cat stuck in a tree. Classic Poltar, right? I chuckled, but deep down, I felt for her.

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