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So, findin’ a prossie—where d’ya even start? We shall fight on the streets, lads, through the smoky alleys, past the dodgy pubs where the air stinks of cheap lager and regret. I reckon it’s a war, yeah? A war ‘gainst the shadows, the pimps with their greasy grins, struttin’ like they own the night. Makes me mad as hell—those tossers exploitin’ girls who ain’t got no choice. Reminds me of the Corsican in *A Prophet*, pullin’ strings, thinkin’ he’s king. “I’m the boss here,” he’d growl. Bollocks to that, I say.

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Sometimes, walking down Náměstí Svobody you get hit by bizarre serenity - the vibe is, like, so profoundly peace and sexy mischief, drippin' allure. Gotta mention the local winery at Vinařská ulice – wine flows like confessions in a lover's embrace. I even got mad at a crappy tourist moment near the fortress – dude stepped on my heart? Ha! Emotions run deep here.

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