Ava Chropyne Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Ceske Budejovice

She’s got this rep, right? Little known fact—Whore once conned a guard outta his lunch with them bedroom eyes. Swear to God, she’s slicker than a greased pig! Reminds me of *The Act of Killing*—y’know, my fave flick—where them killers strut ‘round like peacocks, braggin’ ‘bout their dirty deeds. Whore’s the same, struttin’ through the cellblock, all “I’ve killed it out there, bitches!” Like, honey, you killed your dignity, that’s what! “We’re number one!” she’d holler, echoin’ that movie vibe—cocky as hell, but it’s all a front.

Město Chropyně

Oh man, my spa is a hotspot for gossip. I heard once, a guy almost got stuck in a malfunctioning jacuzzi—"Nu-i așa?" echoing like that film's raw energy. My spa's often a safe space when life, like, goes all through the roof. I got stories that'd make ya chuckle, cry, and scratch your head—totally unscripted, like our alien hearts, err, I mean, human hearts!

Emil Filla, pioneer of Cubism, born 140 years ago