THE EROTICISM OF LUKAS DVORAK

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The whims of fate.

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THE 21ST-CENTURY SHELL GAME

Reality isn’t battling filters anymore — now it’s up against pure fiction. And the wild part? Plenty of people still think they’re flirting on Instagram when they’re really chatting up a graphics card.

We’ve reached the point where the perfect girl, on perfect beaches, with perfect lighting, perfect boobs, perfect smile, and a perfect life… doesn’t exist. Not as a poetic line — I mean there’s literally nobody behind it. No model. No person. No woman smiling at her phone. Just some guy at home, dinosaur pajamas on, pumping out pictures and collecting subscriptions.





And the shocking part isn’t that AI can invent a model. That’s just entertainment. What matters is when that imaginary girl starts dropping a “thanks babe ❤️” and charging you ten euros a month to make you feel special.
When the con stops being visual and turns emotional and financial.
When it’s not about enjoying fantasy, but about selling fiction as flesh and bone to reach your wallet.

Platforms flash a link in the bio; you click expecting exclusive content from someone real, and the only real thing is the person who coded the bot and uploaded their ID to get paid. That’s the trick: you verify to monetize, then you slap on a sexy alias and post photos of a girl who doesn’t exist.
Legally, it’s your account. Morally, you’re selling smoke. Emotionally, there are people paying, convinced they’re talking to the girl in the pics. Spoiler: they’re not talking to anyone. They’re talking to an AI. Or worse — to some guy eating chips while charging subscriptions to the gullible.

Today it’s photos. Tomorrow, videos. Next, fake lives. This isn’t sci-fi, it’s a timeline: we’re watching it roll out in real time. Soon an AI “model” will handle ten thousand simultaneous conversations without yawning. She’ll wink, say your name, remember your likes, ask how you slept — and not a single human millimeter on the other end.





And hey, nothing against digital erotica or people who choose to pay. Spend your libido however you like. What really sucks is the scam.
It’s one thing to fantasize about a digital character. It’s another thing entirely to believe someone real is talking to you when it’s actually a server in Ohio.

Bottom line: the problem isn’t the tech. It isn’t AI. It’s the intention of whoever wears a human mask to take money from someone who just wanted a bit of honest attention.

Tell me it’s AI? Cool — I relax and play along. Wink so I think you’re human while you run my card? That’s got a different name.

And no, this doesn’t end here. This is the prologue. The truly interesting — and dangerous — part starts now.

So get used to it: not everything looking back at you on Instagram is alive. And sometimes, the only human in the conversation… is you.



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BOOBS#337 + LINKS TO OUR TELEGRAM COMMUNITY

There was a time — not that long ago — when our ancestors would raise their arms to the sky to ask for rain, good harvests, or for the flock not to wander off into the hills. They prayed, offered sacrifices, burned strange herbs and trusted the gods to be in a decent mood.

Today we no longer beg for rain or worry about surviving the winter. Most of us left the fields behind, but we still haven’t stopped asking the gods for things. Only now we plead for brand-new iPhones, for winning lottery tickets, or for a partner who doesn’t come defective from the factory.

And even above all that, there are offerings we still receive as if they were pure manna falling straight from the heavens.
I’m talking about the Boobs Saga. And when a new chapter drops, the only proper reaction is to celebrate it the way the sacred was celebrated: with respect, excitement, and that little internal scream of “Yes, fuck, finally!”.

So today, just like old farmers watching the first rain fall and knowing life was settling back into place, we open this new chapter of BOOBS as if the gods had heard our deepest prayers.

Bow your head and raise your hands, because the harvest is back.
And man… what a harvest.





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INVITATION TO OUR NEW TELEGRAM CHANNEL

As you’ve probably heard by now, Telegram decided to wipe out our channel — the one with almost 30k followers.
Apparently they deleted thousands of channels overnight, and ours got caught in the purge.

I’ve been thinking a lot about whether to start a new one or just let it go. It’s hard to put time and energy into building a community only to have it disappear from one day to the next. But the truth is, it had already become part of my daily routine, and I actually miss sharing stuff there.
And honestly, if nearly 30,000 people chose to follow it, I couldn’t have been doing that bad of a job.

So, even knowing they might delete it again — in fact, assuming its days are numbered — we’re creating a new channel. Same idea as before: a place where you can access not only the content from the website but also everything I share daily on Telegram.

The difference this time is that the channel will be private.
Instead of having a readable public link, it’ll work only through an invitation link.
Before, anyone scrolling through channels could stumble upon ours and join.
Now that won’t happen.
This will be a private space — a channel just for ALRNCN friends.

I can’t promise how long it’ll last, but if you decide to join, you’ll be able to tell your grandkids:
“I was there, and I saw wonderful things.”

Here’s the link to our new Telegram channel: https://t.me/+vAE7W64u-kBlYWM0




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AMATEUR FLESH: ELLA💘

Ella💘 is a 19-year-old college student, seriously horny, and with that dose of boldness you only get from someone who knows exactly the effect she has. She loves showing off her body, playing with the camera, teasing you, and leaving you with that feeling of “I shouldn’t be watching this”… while you’re also very glad you found it.

And honestly, after everything we’ve seen these last few years, the real question is: who doesn’t like showing off? Between social media, OnlyFans, filters, and hungry eyes on the other side of the screen, it really feels like we’re living in the golden age of exhibitionism.

Ella💘 is young, free, and she’s got it crystal clear that her body is her best weapon…



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May the years never put out the flame of your love.

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AMATEUR FLESH: KYUTTY

Kyutty ~ ♥️ is a Brazilian kitten who likes to dress up a lot, but not as much as she enjoys getting naked.



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THE INSTAGRAM OF THE DAY: BRANDYGONTHEROCKS

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AMATEUR FLESH: MOMMY MEWTWO

The hips on Mommy Mewtwo could’ve made the Colossus of Rhodes wobble.

She doesn’t brag about curves — she weaponizes them.
One twist from her and suddenly you're questioning your life choices, diet, and emotional stability in under two seconds.

No filters, no tricks. Just real body, blessed genetics, and the confidence of someone who walks in already knowing the match was won before it started.




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