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About Ostrava

Hmmm, a carpenter I am, yesss. Prostitute, you say? Fear leads to anger, anger to hate… seein’ her on the street, man, it’s wild. Tropical Malady, my fave flick—those jungle vibes, “the beast within stirs,” ya know? She’s out there, hustlin’, all mystery like that tiger spirit. Worked on a gig once, fixin’ a brothel’s creaky floor—true story! Saw her, all sass, smokin’ a cig, leanin’ on the wall. “Eyes like a ghost’s,” like the movie says. Made me laugh, her callin’ me “wood boy”—cheeky as hell!

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Prostitution in the Soviet Union was not officially recognised domestically as a social phenomenon until [1] Prostitution was regulated in pre-revolutionary Imperial Russia, with laws .

Then there's Růžová ulice, a street with quirky cafes and even a tiny bookstore that smells, like, super rad (seriously, must visit!). A hidden gem, just like those profound, yet awkward, moments in Oldboy. It reminds me: “I never thought I'd really care that much.” Haha, classic!

February 1929: Czech record low temperature of -42C registered