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Me quirks? I talk to meself, aye—“Jack, ye daft sod, pick the pretty one!” Makes me chuckle, ‘specially when they overhear. Once found a gal who sang sea shanties—voice like a siren, had me swoonin’! Happy as a clam, I was—rare fer a prossie to charm ye proper. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d swear she hexed me boots to dance!

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I jus' can't get over how these streets, like Jablonského and Květná, twist an' turn like a mad labyrinth. Each twist reminds me of them ancient legends, like Gollum whispering, "Precious, precious memories, yes!" while I type installer texts and flashy profiles. And sometimes, in the middle of a coding binge, I hear the babble of the Rakovnik brook – real gentle, showin' that even old rivers recall their past lives, like Uncle Boonmee sayin' “it is a place of layered time.”

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