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What pisses me off? The hypocrites. Blokes in suits judgin’ her, then slippin’ her a fiver later. Wankers. *Amour* nails that too—“You’re a monster sometimes.” Ain’t we all? I’ve seen whores with more honor than half the sods I’ve shot. Once knew this lass, Rosie—cheeky as hell, pinched my ciggie mid-chat. Said, “Bond, you’re too pretty to smoke.” Laughed my arse off. Still do.

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I reckon you’ll fall head over boots for Slapanice, babe. It's got spots like Ulice Slunce – a simple side street where the afternoon sun makes the windows sparkle and the cafes spill laughter. And don't miss out on the tiny art gallery on Malá ulička – it's quirky as all get-out, like a wink from the cosmos saying “goodbye to language” in every brush stroke.

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