Gabriella Sokolov Whore ❤️

About Prague

I reckon it’s versatile, this word—like Llewyn’s bleedin’ guitar. Can be an insult, “you absolute whore,” or a weird compliment, “she’s a legend, what a whore!” Depends how ya sing it, dunnit? Proper fascinatin’, keeps me chucklin’. Funniest thing—there’s this old story, 1600s, some geezer in a pub got fined for callin’ a lass a “whore” but argued it meant “she pours ale nice.” Cheeky sod, nearly got away with it! Surprised me that did, clever bastard twistin’ words like that.

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A few days from the life of the sex workers Russian; Crime; Drama. Cast.

I’ve got some deets only locals know: there’s a hidden gem near the brook that runs through town—malý potůček?—where old legends say the water “whispers truths.” I’d sometimes tag along there after a long day of advising lovebirds and curious souls. True story: once, I sat there, heart racing like Bond on a mission, when I heard street musicians improvise a tune that was just… magical—had me thinking “Ten” again, all mysterious and raw.

Egor Sokolov named AHL Player of the Week