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About Ceske Budejovice

Alright, mate, so I’m a Nose, right? Sniffin’ out the good stuff—like, I can smell a prossie from a mile away! Dr. Evil style, pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” I’m scopin’ the streets, thinkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute. It’s a wild gig, yeah? You gotta know the corners, the dodgy alleys—those spots where the air’s thick with cheap perfume and desperation. Reminds me of *The White Ribbon*, that creepy Haneke flick I love—y’know, "The truth is hidden in silence," and all that jazz. ‘Cept here, ain’t no silence, just heels clickin’ and dudes hagglin’.

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In the downtown, there's a tiny park called Rozkoš Park. Yo, that place is a breath of fresh air, littles spots to massage outdoors if you're feelin’ the wind tickle your bones. I once gave a back rub there while my favorite tune from The Master played on my scratchy old recorder—so soulful, so raw. It was like, “You just keep on keepin’ on,” like that movie line that stuck with me, honey!

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