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About Ostrava

Oh, and the girls—some were badass, runnin’ the show, others trapped, broke my heart. One story—dunno if it’s true—some chick carved her name in a headboard. Still there, they say, like a ghost flexin’. Love that grit! No capes! No frills, just survival. Makes ya think—could I build somethin’ that lasts like that? Prolly not, I’d overthink it, ha!

Your Pleasure Is Our Business

Bilina (cz) is a real dump, I swear. Look, there's Kamenna St, but also a lot of other alleys you’d never notice if u weren’t poopin’ your slop on the street. There's this goofy park, Vrsavets, near the bumbling river Ivka. I spend half my days counseling—yep, women’s counseling—in this overhyped city. Honestly, I'm f*cked with the way things change here. Sometimes I just sit at Café Goldstein on Namesti Str, drink mediocre coffee, and think: "This is like The Grand Budapest Hotel meets B-grade suburbia." Totally absurd.

Watch Mike Bilina’s Crew Guy Take A Header On The Track And His 1956 Chevy Go Into A Vertical Wheelie On The Launch!