Zoe Modrany Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Pissed me off, though, when she’d fleece me mates. One night, Gibbs—poor sod—lost his boots to her! Boots! She traded ‘em for gin, laughin’ like a hyena. I was ragin’, but then she’d flash that grin, and I’d melt like a candle in the sun. Happy? Aye, when she’d sing—voice like a siren, but rough, ye know? Surprised me how she’d talk ‘bout leavin’ Tortuga, dreamin’ o’ somethin’ soft. Whores don’t dream, I thought—wrong, mate!

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I get all jittery if you rush through these gems. The irony, the legends, the mishaps – every corner has a story. I sometimes walk the narrow lanes near Kostelna Street and almost get lost in the labyrinth of memories. It makes me happy and mad at the same time – like life itself, ya know?

Before and after: See how innovative Czech design transformed Prague's Modřany district