Abigail Sternberk Whore ❤️

About Hradec Kralove

So, this one time, right, I met this chick—Lola, swear she was a legend. Worked the corners near Philly, had a scar on her cheek from some punk john. Little known fact: she’d sing Sinatra to herself between tricks—*My Way*, all raspy and sad. “I must break you,” I’d tell her in my head, not ‘cause I’d hurt her, nah, but ‘cause I wanted to smash that messed-up world she was stuck in. She’d laugh, say, “Apollo, you aint shit,” but her eyes? Man, they screamed for a knockout punch to escape.

Šternberk Castle

Český Šternberk has been rising on a hill above the Sazava River for nearly years. Most of the time, it belonged to and still belongs to the Sternberg family. If you want to see a Czech .

I live here as a women’s counselor, and trust me, I see all the hidden stuff – the heart, the scars, the triumphs. One minute you're strollin' down Na Poustavej ulici, peekin' at quirky cafés and vintage bookshops, and the next, you find a secret bench in Horákov park that feels like a safe space, a hidden gem for deep chats and soul-searching moments. I swear, sometimes I nearly cry like crazy, just thinkin’ 'bout all the love and pain that’s seeped into every brick here.

2023 Noir Film Fest brings Batman and more to Český Šternberk Castle this weekend