From the first floor to the eighth

It’s more of a hotel here in 8 than a hospital. I live a few hundred meters away. A miracle in the middle of the city. Forests all around. And on the horizon are the huge estates of Butovice, Stodůlky, Řepy, Zličín.


Prague has miserable days today (marathon) and Monday (holiday).


2019, the last year of prosperity and freedom. At the end of it, “our Karel” left. And then…

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