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About Pardubice

What pisses me off? Pretentious spas chargin’ a king’s ransom for a half-arsed tease. Surprised me once—bloke I knew, stiff as a corpse, walked out bouncin’. True story! Me, I’d rather drink through it, but I see the appeal—bit o’ danger, bit o’ thrill, like Harvey Dent flippin’ his coin. “You either die a hero”—or limp outta there smilin’. Hah! Reckon I’d tell Nolan to film *that* next—erotic-massage, Gotham-style. Chaos, oil, and me sippin’ in the corner. “I drink and I know things”—and mate, this shit’s wild!

NEW TANTRA SALON IN PILSEN

I love walking by the Radbuza river. Cool breeze, cool riverside. I get lost in thought, you know? In my spa, I often relax, think life over as water murmurs its secrets. Sometimes, I even catch a glimpse of the morning sun, like a golden moment lifted from "Talk to Her" – "He speaks, and then he listens." Too deep? Well, yeah!

Morning mass underway in Pilsen as community mourns "Papa Francisco"