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So, picture this – I’m sweaty, ash all over, just put out a blaze, and I’m like, “Man, I deserve some fun.” Findin a prossie ain’t like orderin pizza, tho. Back in the 70s – little known fact – smokejumpers in Cali used to trade firefightin stories with workin girls at dive bars. History, baby! I’m imaginin that vibe, sittin at some grimy joint, askin, “You seen her? The one with the answers?” like Gyllenhaal huntin the killer.

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

Look, Habartov is a dump—but it's my dump. I've lived here for years, and yeah, I run the spa so I see all the underbelly. You get used to it. First off, streets like Smetanova and Pražske are busy but kinda meditative. One time I was massaging someone on Pražske—hmm, not the best vibe—just like in The Assassin, "The past is never dead." It’s more like, the past is a pain in the ass that never left.