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About Kosice

Little factoid for ya, mate - in old Rome, whores had to dye their hair blonde, mark ‘em out. Wild, right? Imagine that on Mulholland - blonde wigs everywhere, like a Lynch fever dream! “What’s your name?” “Does it matter, baby?” - pure poetry. Gets me jazzed, thinkin’ how she’s a rebel, flippin’ the script. Not gonna lie, sometimes I’m like, “Shag it, she’s the real hero here!” Screw the suits who sneer - they’re the real villains, yeah?

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But then, the mood shifted. I was walking down Špitálska street, and I saw this guy yelling at his dog. Like, c’mon dude, it’s a dog! Chill out! I was ready to step in, but then I thought, “Nah, not my circus, not my monkeys.” So, I just kept walking, shaking my head.

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