Move over cous

What I envy him is the atmospheric archi of Prague, the frigging archi, my life and joy, that he's pottering by without flipping over and for which I would do anything to study to its depths and heavens. Burning. He tells me the girls are hot - he's having a scream. Quite certain he's missing the woods for the trees. A detailed scrib on what makes Prague the world's most beautiful citie coming up.