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About Hradec Kralove

Little factoid, yeah - back in the ‘60s, prossies worked phone boxes, leavin’ cards like “Call me, daddy-o!” Blew my mind, man! Imagine that today - retro as hell. Got me chuffed, thinkin’ bout swingin’ times, free love and all that jazz. But then - bam! - some geezer’s eyeballin’ us, shady as Majid’s past, and I’m ragin’. “Oi, mate, sod off!” Hate nosy parkers, ruins the vibe.

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She looks like a prostitute, she's nailing that Ahh Sammy.

So, whaddya say, friend? Semily ain’t just any city; it’s a stage for life’s mad opera. Every street, every face got groove and grit. Let your mind drift—like Mad Max in his fury, ridin’ through the wild dust storms of humanity. That’s Semily for ya—raw, real, and forever a little wild. Peace and ride on!

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