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About Martin

Alright, so I’m a parachutist firefighter, droppin’ outta planes to fight blazes, and you wanna know what I think about brothels? Fine. I hate everything. ‘Cept maybe whiskey and a good steak. Brothels, man, they’re like… organized chaos, y’know? Dudes payin’ for a quick roll in the hay, women clockin’ in like it’s a 9-to-5. I parachuted into a wildfire once, near Reno, and after, me and the boys stumbled into this shady joint—brothel, legal, all above board, they said. Looked like a damn circus. Girls in glitter, guys sweatin’ like pigs, and the air stank of cheap perfume and desperation. “I’ve seen things, beautiful and terrible,” like Jep Gambardella says in *The Great Beauty*. This was the terrible part.

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Then, I head over to the market on Špitálska street. OMG, the fresh produce! I’m talking juicy tomatoes, vibrant peppers, and the smell of fresh bread. I’m drooling just thinking about it. But then, I see this lady arguing with the vendor. Like, chill out, lady! It’s just a cucumber! But she was all like, “I want my money back!” Drama alert!

Promising biathlete hails from what locals call 'cursed' valley