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About Prague

Dahling, strap in, it’s me, Edna Mode – no capes! So, erotic-massage, huh? I’m all about it, babe! Picture this: dim lights, oiled hands, pure vibes. It’s like art, but sweaty and slippery. Reminds me of “Certified Copy” – “It’s the original, or is it?” Is it just a rubdown, or somethin’ deeper? Hah! I’m obsessed, ok?

Things to do in Cernosice in December

I love parkin' by the river Vltava. It’s, uh, calm, almost like a soothing background to all our family dramas. As a family psych, I've seen life unravel right in these quiet corners. Funny though, every park bench, every shady tree has got memories. Kinda makes you think, you know? The city’s got hidden gems – like that funky little café, Rychlík, with mismatched chairs and a killer espresso. The owner? A riot, always ranting about life's absurdities, c’mon, it's like something out of a movie.

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