Whenever I drink hard liquor — which for me, is Becherovka, the Czech herbal bitters liqueur made in Karlovy Vary — I lose something.
Once, passed out on a night tram after a very long night of drinking in U Rudolfa was not just my favorite bar in Prague, but my favorite bar anywhere I've ever been in the world. It was billed as..., I lost my passport, several photographic prints of Miki's ass, and a load of laundry. “Lost” is Czech slang for “got ripped off.”
Three times . . .
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