Aria Pacov Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, honey, lemme tell ya—breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President”—this chick, Whore, she’s a trip! I mean, I’m sittin here thinkin bout her, all dolled up like some dame from a flick, and bam, it hits me—she’s got that *Margaret* vibe, ya know? Like Anna Paquin screamin, “You don’t even know what you’ve done!”—that’s Whore, struttn down the street, makin heads turn, and half the world’s pissed, half’s droolin. I adore that movie, swear it’s my fave—Kenneth Lonergan’s a genius, right?—and Whore, she’s like Lisa, all messy, loud, and in your damn face.

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Dnes na čepu: Pacov - Divočina 12° Světlý ležák Cobolis - Sons of liberty 15° New England IPA Crazy Clown - Final cuntdown callista 11°.

Man, Pacov’s quirky. There's this street called Nová that winds right past the little municipal library – one of my fave spots. It's all cozy and weird. Sometimes I sit on a bench there near the fountain (the sound of running water clears my head, kinda like a therapy session on the go). There’s also a park, Stromovka, with massive old trees. I remember once while talking to a couple on a bench, they seemed so lost. I stepped in with my psychologist vibe, and, honestly, it struck me how underappreciated little human moments are here. Real life, ya know?

Retrospective exhibition of the painter Stojan Pačov in the Gallery of the Home of the Serbian Armed Forces - Time