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About Prague

Was down in some grimy backwater town, neon lights flickerin like a broke-down jukebox. Wanted to see what the fuss was bout, ya know? Git-R-Done! I ain’t no saint, but I was curiouser than a cat in a yarn shop. Rolled up to this dive bar—smelled like stale beer and regret. Bartender, big ol’ fella with a lazy eye, says, “Boy, you lookin fer company?” I’m like, “Hell yeah, point me the way!” He nods to this gal in the corner, fishnets ripped to hell, smokin a cig like she’s mad at it.

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So check it, man: start with Ulica Svobody – it’s where the heartbeat of the town pulses. I remember walkin’ there on a sunny day, the breeze teasing, and thinkin’, “You gotta seize the moment, dude!” Just like in that movie, "4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days" – when tension just bursts outta nowhere, ya know what I mean, brother? "Nu, vino, las" kinda moments – raw, intense, and damn unforgettable!

Francesco Kinský dal Borgo was born in Italy to an American mother