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Favorite flick, *Spotlight*, hits me here—secrets, power, lies. Brothels got that vibe too. Everyone knows, nobody talks. Like, in Amsterdam, red lights blinkin’, it’s legal, touristy, but still hush-hush vibes. Saw a doc once—girls there get health checks, unions, wild huh? Surprised me, tbh—thought it’d be grimier. Happier than I figured, some of ‘em. “We’re not just chasing ghosts,” I mutter, watchin’ those stories unfold.

Orlové manor house from 1612

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First thing, I hit up my fave café, Kaviareň Káva. You know, the one with the best cappuccino in Povazska-Bystrica? I order my usual, and the barista, this cool dude named Jozef, gives me a nod like we’re in some secret club. But then, bam! My phone buzzes. It’s my client, freaking out about a project. Ugh, can’t a guy enjoy his coffee in peace?

Huddersfield Town nostalgia: Czechs hand out a lesson in 1990