Luna Chrudim Find A Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️

About Brno

Alright, so I’m Dr. Evil, right—pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars”—and I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute, ya know, like it’s some grand evil scheme. I’m a violin maker by day, craftin’ these sweet, sexy strings—makes me feel like WALL-E, that lil’ trash bot, just tryna find somethin’ precious in the muck. “Beep boop,” I’m hummin’, sawin’ wood, when I get this wild itch—where’s my *Eve*, huh? Except, mine’s more… paid by the hour, ya dig?

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Oh man, I gotta mention: Chrudim is odd sometimes, maddeningly lovely and unexpected. On rainy nights, puddles mirror the old neon signs of a bar on Dvorská. It’s magical… “I don’t know what it means, but it’s beautiful,” like a line straight out of that movie, Children of Men. It reminds me how time slips away but memories, man, they linger.

Zach Glover & Vintage