On a warm Sunday afternoon in Prague as I was daygaming with my wing, I saw her passing by in a short dress with leopard print. She was born in a small Czech village but moved to Prague for adventure At first I let her walk past but soon regretted it. “I think I just weaseled that girl” I told my wing. He knew who I meant. Well, why don’t you go open her then?...
On a warm Wednesday afternoon I was sipping a beer with a wing on the terrace of Kavárna Obecní dům in Prague when a beaming girl with long, wavy, dark hair strolled past. “She looks quite setty” he said. Abandoning my beer, I chased her down. She was a Georgian girl living in New York City, who just returned from skydiving. Hence the smile from ear to ear. The set itself was very mediocre, as the recording would later reveal....