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About Ceske Budejovice

Me? I’d whack half these pricks she deals with. “Magic does not live in weakness” – damn right, Guillermo! She’s got magic, though, swaggerin’ like she owns the night. Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But I seen her scare off a dude twice her size with just a look – badass! Makes me happy, knowin’ she’s fightin’. Personal quirk? I’d slip her a hundy, tell her “Get outta this labyrinth, kid.” She’d just laugh, “Tony, I *am* the labyrinth.”

Zámek Old Yard v Rychvaldu

Parks? Oh, sweet parks! Visit Park U Mlýna. It's a slice of green; trees sway wind like gentle, slow dances. I like to sit here after a long day. Sometimes, I swear the wind says "you know nothin'" – or maybe that's just me in my head. There's always a memory here; once I accidentally bumped into an old friend while checking vibes at the park. He said, "Dude, you got hands of gold, seriously!" – hahaha, quirky stuff!