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About Poprad

Hey, man, so brothel, huh? D’oh! I’m a texture artist, right? Gotta say, brothel’s got some wild vibes. Like, the walls – rough, peeling paint, man. Reminds me of “Leviathan,” that flick I love. You know, “Truth is a bitter pill”? That’s brothel for ya! Gritty, real, kinda sad. Saw this one joint, faded red curtains, smelled like cheap booze. Mmm… donuts. Wish they had some there, tho.

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Wow, what a day in Trstena! Seriously, I’m still trying to wrap my head around it. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it was NOT chill.

Trstena: I learned my first steps in wrestling from my brother, I was inspired by Muhammad Alia