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About Banska Bystrica

Once heard this wild tale—Nevada joint, guy walks in, pays double to just… talk. Lonely fella, wanted a listener—brothel turned shrink’s office! Cracked me up, folks—imagine that, “Hey, darlin’, analyze my dreams!” Life’s weird, ain’t it? Kinda like Lynch’s film—twisted, messy, real.

Tento film

First off, I hit up the local café on Hlavná Street. You know, the one with the best coffee? I ordered my usual – a cappuccino, extra foam, because why not? But the barista, bless her heart, totally messed it up. I got a black coffee instead. Like, c’mon! I’m a scientist, not a caffeine junkie! I was ready to throw a fit, but then I saw her smile. Ugh, fine, I’ll let it slide.

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