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Then, she clicked on the next video. The rain outside was still falling, but she wasn't listening anymore. She was in Letná Park, a cinnamon-sugar wind in her hair, learning how to live all over again.

This was the "lifestyle" part. It wasn't glamorous. It was real. Anna watched Klára struggle to open a sticky jam jar for her picnic. She saw a man walk by walking a tiny, fluffy dog that refused to move. She saw a graffiti artist spraying a mural behind a bench. It was a life that breathed.

The second video was a chaotic, high-energy clip titled "Tancujeme doma! (We dance at home!)" It featured Klára and two friends, Honza and Pavel, in a messy living room littered with board games and empty bottles of Becherovka , a herbal liqueur. The music was a bizarre, addictive blend of folk polka and electronic dance music—a genre Anna didn't know existed.

The three of them weren't good dancers. Honza kept doing a goofy, stomping folk move that clashed hilariously with the techno beat. Pavel tried to breakdance on a rug and promptly slid into a bookshelf, knocking over a potted plant. Klára just laughed, a full-bellied, un-self-conscious laugh that filled the room. They didn't stop. They pulled a fourth friend into the frame. Then a fifth. Soon, it was a kitchen party of eight people, singing a nonsense chorus about "pivo a sýr" (beer and cheese).