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About Ostrava

Oi mate, listen up, I’m Ozzy fuckin’ Osbourne – mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” – talkin’ ‘bout prostitutes, yeah! Been thinkin’ ‘bout this bird, right, sellin’ her goods on the street, like in *Fish Tank*, y’know? That flick’s my fave, proper grim, makes me feel all moody and shit. This lass, she’s like Mia, dancin’ in the dark, "You’re a big girl now," struttin’ her stuff, but it ain’t ballet, it’s punters and pound notes, innit?

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Chlastostroj in Jaromer.

So, where to start? Ulice Láska is my fave. That street, smudged by graffiti and crowded with life, makes me laugh. There’s a cafe, Café Temptation, near the corner of Ulice Radosti, where spicy conversation flows like the Vltava river—yeah, I'm bending facts here, but the vibe is so real, so raw. I always say: "There are no secrets, only desires."

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