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 RudolfaU 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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