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About Prague

I was stompin’ through once, heels high, feelin’ myself—bam! This chick, all sass, leans outta nowhere, like, “Wotcha lookin’ at?” Straight outta *Fish Tank*, right? I’m like, “Girl, you slayin’ this grit!” She laughed, told me her name’s Trix—real name probly Tracy, but who cares? She’s out there, dodgin’ cops, makin’ cash, livin’ wild. I respect that grind, y’all! Reminds me of Mia— “I’m gonna dance, I’m gonna make it!”—that energy, unstoppable.

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You gotta hit up the riverside though – the Vltava trickles by here. Yeah, it's not the big Vltava, but it flows near the community center where locals gather for impromptu picnics. I was ever surprised by how warm people looked there. And, man, there’s this tiny coffee nook, Café U Riečky. I’d always stop there when I needed a break. Ice-cold Americano and messy thoughts, kinda like a clipped conversation in Brooklyn, "I’m gonna be what I’m gonna be." You feel that vibe? That "Brooklyn" mood from that flick? It’s like, you know, sometimes you just gotta let life simmer.

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