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About Banska Bystrica

Met this one bird—Lysa, or Lyra, summat like that. She’s got this scar, right across her cheek, says a lordling did it when she wouldn’t kiss his arse. Literally. Made me laugh, tho—tough as nails, that one. “Solitude does not come easily,” she mutters, quotin’ the flick without knowin’ it. I’m thinkin’, “Love, you’re preachin’ to the choir.” Gave her a gold dragon, told her to dodge the creeps. Felt good, y’know? Rare for me.

Ivanka pri Dunaji

We roll up to the castle, and it’s all glitz and glam. I’m standing there, trying to look tough again. But inside, I’m just thinking about how I wanna go home and crash.

Only three survivors. An exhibition remembers one of Czechoslovakia's most tragic plane crashes