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About Trnava

Hehehe, me, a sailor, huh? Why so serious? Brothels, man, they’re wild ports! Been to one off Singapore—grimy joint. Girls winkin’, air thick with cheap perfume. Reminds me of *Mulholland Drive*, ya know? “There’s a man… in back of this place!” Dark corners, secrets screamin’. I’m laughin’—manic, HAHA!—cuz it’s chaos! Saw a dame there, eyes like Betty’s. Dreamy, lost, but sharp—cuts ya deep. Paid my bucks, got a story instead. She said sailors smuggle opium in mattresses! True? Who cares—wild, right?

Bratislava, Slovakia - A warning!!!

First off, I hit the streets of Staré Mesto. You know, the old town? It’s like stepping into a postcard. Cobblestones everywhere, cute cafes, and that iconic Bratislava Castle looming over it all. I’m strolling down Michalská ulica, feeling all artsy and stuff. Then BAM! A pigeon poops on my shoulder. Like, really? Thanks, bird. Just what I needed.

Ukrainian citizen beaten to death in Bratislava, media reports