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So, I’m dreamin’, right? Me, slippin’ through alleys, fog thick as soup, lookin’ for her. “You’re not ready yet!”—that’s what the dad says in *The Return*, and I’m thinkin’, am I? Heart’s poundin’, palms sweaty—excitin’ but dodgy. Maybe she’s got them tired eyes, smokin’ a fag, leanin’ on a wall. “Where you goin’, love?” she’d purr, and I’d fumble, all shy. We swears! I’d prolly trip over me own feet, clumsy git.

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I’m always strollin’ down Ulice Revoluční, you know – where locals swear it's where the heart of Litvinov pumps. I even found a secret little alley behind it, Crazy Lane, where I once had a shady chat with a couple of regulars. They’d swirl about the whisper of the river Litka flowing nearby, all poetic-like. Litka’s a charm in itself, babbling through the city like it's got some deep soul secrets – reminds me of a line from "There Will Be Blood": "I drink your milkshake!" Seriously, the intensity here is wild.

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