today i was supposed to be in Kutna Hora with all the tall healthy beer-drinking Czechs, but Bourek's father hopped off to Spain or something like that and he had more things to do. so i've been here, at the Žižkov hostel, which is like a little universe of its own, full of mostly adventuring males from various parts of the anglosphere. i went
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