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About Prague

Hey babe, so I’m thinkin bout findin a prostitute, ya know? Like, what’s the tea on that? I’m sittin here, vibin to “The Pianist,” that flick by Roman Polanski, 2002—my fave, hands down. Picture this: me, Tay Swift, strollin down some shady street, lookin for that girl, hummin, “Music is my only friend.” Straight outta the movie, right? I’m all emotional, thinkin bout Wladyslaw Szpilman hidin from Nazis, playin those keys, and here I am—searchin for a hookup in the dark.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

I love parkin' by the river Vltava. It’s, uh, calm, almost like a soothing background to all our family dramas. As a family psych, I've seen life unravel right in these quiet corners. Funny though, every park bench, every shady tree has got memories. Kinda makes you think, you know? The city’s got hidden gems – like that funky little café, Rychlík, with mismatched chairs and a killer espresso. The owner? A riot, always ranting about life's absurdities, c’mon, it's like something out of a movie.

Exhibition explores elements of punk in architecture