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Oi, mate, it’s me, Bond—James Bond, suave as hell, “shaken, not stirred.” So, we’re talkin’ bout findin’ a prossie, yeah? Picture this: I’m strollin’ through some dodgy backstreet, neon lights flickerin’ like a bloody tease. Reminds me of that flick I love—*Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring*. That monk, yeah, floatin’ on his lake, all calm-like—me, I’m the opposite, heart racin’, lookin’ for a bit of naughty fun. “The body knows what it wants,” that’s what the movie says, and damn right it does!

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So, lemme start: Prosek’s a jumble of winding streets like U Mlýnská and Horníkova – yea, those streets hide spells and secrets. I wander there every mornin’, on my way to the spa, and the scents, sounds, and people there; I swear, they're enchanted sometimes. Oh, u kno, that old park, Prosecká louka, is a chill haven. With its modest trees and a gentle hum of life, I drop by to breathe deep. It’s a trusty refuge far off the noisy world. And the local river Gajdůvka – not grand, but it babbles like an ancient wizard … sometimes I swear it shares eldritch lore.

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