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About Prague

Here’s a quirky bit—didja know some old ports had “prostitute fish”? Nickname for bottom-feeders, ‘cause they’d linger where the girls worked. Stinky, slimy, perfect match! Cracked me up, but also—eww, right? My brain’s like, “Dr. Evil, don’t overthink it,” but I do. Always. Exaggerating? Maybe. But it’s a jungle out there—pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars!”—and these dames are apex predators.

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Then there’s the Rabítkový Park, fam – a verdant oasis right in the middle of chaos. I often bounce here when I need a breather from coding and swipes on the app. Birds chirpin’, joggers racin’, and me? I'm just tryna clear me head. That park is a slice of peace, like “The Act of Killing” vibes, all poetic but cutting deep, like, “What if we are all just memories?” innit?

Kafka on the shore and other holiday recollections give new picture of writer