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Almost two years ago, I left my hometown. No matter where I live, its long shadow follows me closely, forcing me to revisit this place with the persistence of a bad dream.
This post is also available in Russian 🐻
Almost two years ago, I left my hometown. No matter where I live, its long shadow follows me closely, forcing me to revisit this place with the persistence of a bad dream.
If this post had happened a few days back, it would have had a very different tone. But it is what it is, and I only hope reality is a much less dramatic penman than me. Kraków is the reference sample of a peaceful place. Though stuck between a rock and a hard place for over a...
Kraków is as much a home as I’ve ever had. The city has grown so familiar that most of the time I barely notice it. It feels more like an abstract mental space than a set of objects occupying a specific patch of the physical world around me. It’s so everyday that I tend to forget ...
Ostrava is a weird little town you probably never heard of. It’s the third largest in Czechia, and definitely one of the ugliest. Yet its unconventional beauty makes the city one of the most unique places in Europe — especially during the Colours of Ostrava music festival, hosted in a long-abando...