Mark and myself in the Gypsy bar in Krumlov on a Friday night. That's Milan's son in the foreground on the squeeze-box. One summer afternoon I was having a quiet beer in there with a friend when a gang of Spaniards rolled in and sat in the side room. One of the girls was gorgeous and looked just like the Gypsy princess you see in the painting on the wall in the background of the photo. I looked over my shoulder at Milan the owner who was pulling beers to point out the girl but he had already clocked her and just looked at me, smiled and winked.
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