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I’m strollin, boots clickin, thinkin—where’s the talent at? Then bam—this bird struts up, all sass, skirt shorter than a dwarf’s temper. “You lost, luv?” she goes, smirkin like she knows I’m a sucker for trouble. “Ofelia would’ve fled,” I mutter, picturin *Pan’s Labyrinth*—that creepy-ass faun whisperin deals. But me? I’m in, mate—glorious purpose an’ all. She’s quotin prices like it’s a bloody auction—50 quid for this, 80 for that. I’m like, “Lass, I’m a god, not a bank!” Made me ragey, but also—damn, she’s bold, gotta respect the hustle.

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Something maddening, though, is how some of the newer districts, like Nový Králov, try too hard to mimic the old charm. It grinds my gears – so superficial! Real beauty is in every cracked pavement of Stará Čtvrť and every whispered secret along Rýmka. I was nearly in tears, thinking, “Is this all that we can be?” at times, then I’d recall Far From Heaven’s melancholic truth… “I feel as if I've lost part of myself here…” but then I laugh – oh, how the irony stings!

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