Nova Mikulov Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

About Prague

So, I’m diggin’ into this—web searchin’, X posts, the works. Turns out, brothels been around forevr. Ancient Rome had ‘em, called lupanars—means “wolf den.” How cool’s that? Wolves! Rawr! Makes me happy, thinkin’ bout history bein’ all wild. But then—ugh—some stuff pisses me off. Modern ones? Sometimes it’s shady, real shady. People gettin’ hurt, forced into it—makes me wanna punch a wall. D’oh! Ain’t right, man.

Vstup k nám je volný

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

Sometimes, walking down Náměstí Svobody you get hit by bizarre serenity - the vibe is, like, so profoundly peace and sexy mischief, drippin' allure. Gotta mention the local winery at Vinařská ulice – wine flows like confessions in a lover's embrace. I even got mad at a crappy tourist moment near the fortress – dude stepped on my heart? Ha! Emotions run deep here.

Painting 'en plein air' and Moravian wine: A match made in Mikulov