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What pisses me off? The judgement, fam! People actin’ like it’s dirty, but it’s just life, innit? Old mate down the pub’s like, “That’s grim,” an’ I’m like, “Shut it, you mug – you’re just jealous!” Makes me proper vexed. But then – boom – she smiles, an’ I’m happy again, cos it’s real, raw, human. Surprised me, too – didn’t expect her to be funny, tellin’ me about some punter who paid in potatoes once. Potatoes, fam! I’m creasin’ – “What, chips for a shag?”

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So, I’m munching on my giant berry, feeling like a king, when I bump into my buddy, Jano. He’s always got some crazy story. Today, he tells me he saw a cat riding a dog. Like, what? I’m dying laughing. Only in Svit, right? We end up wandering around, hitting up all the little shops. I found this quirky thrift store on Mlynská. I swear, I saw a shirt that said “I survived Svit.” I almost bought it, but then I thought, “Nah, I’m not that dramatic.”

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