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About Ceske Budejovice

What surprised me? How normal it felt—like buyin’ chips! But then she goes, “No kissin’, just business,” and I’m happy—dodged a bullet there, her breath stank of fags and despair. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I reckon she’d suck the life outta ya, like Scarlett’s alien lass! “The skin peels away”—that’s me, picturin’ her flakin’ off into the night, cacklin’ again.

Šlapanice Trip Planner

I reckon you’ll fall head over boots for Slapanice, babe. It's got spots like Ulice Slunce – a simple side street where the afternoon sun makes the windows sparkle and the cafes spill laughter. And don't miss out on the tiny art gallery on Malá ulička – it's quirky as all get-out, like a wink from the cosmos saying “goodbye to language” in every brush stroke.

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