I don’t know if anybody is waiting for me to comment about certain posts on other blogs, and certain rumors going around Pinocchio Prague was my favorite of the mainstream rent-boy clubs in Prague, which really isn't saying much since I could only rarely afford the prices... More and Prague's main train station, where I spent a lot of time picking up boys. More, about me and Marek, about Steve and Marek. I would be surprised if no one was interested.
Still, it’s hard to think clearly with the artillery fire going off almost daily from the room next to mine. I received an SMS from a friend the . . .
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